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Another First Date

[Pre Date]

Despite the advice I was given by Superman, I’m just going to ‘wing it’ at my date tonight. The only down side to these things is that I don’t feel like I’m learning anything about myself – I’m not getting the answer to the question: what am I doing wrong?

Before my last date I asked the ‘advisor’ if I could get some feedback. She said immediately “that’s confidential”

I told her “I don’t need to know WHO said what, I’d just like to know generally what I’m doing wrong”. She backed way off and just told me she couldn’t divulge that information. Then how am I supposed to learn? How will I ever get better? If there’s something fundamentally wrong that needs to be fixed, why wouldn’t you tell me that?

I think it boils down to what women are looking for. They want a guy who looks good, drives a cool car, has a better than average paying job and who doesn’t have much (or any) baggage. Wow, I just totally shot myself in the foot – I’m not any of these.

[Post Date]

We met at “Don’s Place” around 6:30. This time, we actually ate something and it was nice. I was nervous, as usual, so I got there early to get a bowl of courage (glass of wine) and settle my nerves. It worked. By the time she got there a few minutes later I was much better.
(In the right light, she SORT OF looked like Rebecca De Mornay, pictured)
If there was one negative, I would say it was her hairstyle – a little out-dated. Everything else was positive. She was easy on the eyes, quick with a laugh and we had really good conversations. There were a few lulls which she filled with “So, yeah…”. Then we’d each take a sip of our drinks and continue talking.

At one point she got up to use the restroom and I got to get a good look at the body. Maybe one or two extra pounds (I know, I’m being picky) but she carried them VERY well – no complaints at all.

At the end of the night we exchanged numbers and made plans to go see a movie at a local art-house theater we both like. She did say it may take a week or two because she’s studying to be a nurse and this is, apparently, “finals week”. So if she’s not studying her ass off, she’ll be taking tests. I did get a good feeling that she wasn’t just giving me the brush off.

It’s dates like these that give me hope that maybe I’m NOT doing anything wrong and that it IS the matter of who is sitting across the table from me.

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