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Welcome to the Friend Zone

I did something last night that I can’t remember if I’ve ever done before – I went out with a married woman. It was nice but, before you ask, it did not have a “happy ending”.

With that being said, I could tell it was going to be really comfortable because I was so relaxed. Usually I’m uptight before going out for the evening but I was calm. I think I knew beforehand how the evening would go and it went according to plan.

We had dinner at a very nice restaurant in town. I had been there several times but she hadn’t been before. Had a good dinner and great conversation. Laughed, drank and ate. As things were winding down I suggested we go somewhere else to get a drink and she agreed.

We ended up going down the street to an Irish pub that I wanted to check out. It was nice and cozy. We sat at the bar and talked, laughed, and drank some more. I got a little tipsy myself and had to ‘bring it down’ toward the end of the night.

All in all it was a really great night without any sexual tension between a man and a woman. That was really nice… seriously.

My ulterior motive worked and she had a suggestion for a woman I might want to ask out. She’s going to approach this woman and see if she’s interested in me. I’ll let you know what happens.

Aren’t these entries so much more palatable when nice things are being said? I’m trying to put a positive spin on being entered into the ‘friend zone’ – a place I’ve come to call home.

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