Originally published March 19, 2012
Alright ladies and gents, since it’s been so long since I’ve given a
report I figured, let’s make it a two-fer Monday! Well, not so much because I feel so giving
but because I had two separate dates in the past week and neither of them went
on to become a second date. Which is odd
because one of them really went rather well.
But, let’s get the first one out of the way, shall we?
Our first contestant is a nurse from the city of Santana, about to become
a nurse practitioner. Divorced and no
kids and in the interest of full disclosure, we had already met once
before. The nurse and I met up for
brunch a couple of years ago shortly after I first moved out here. Via online dating, of course. How else am I going to meet a nurse from
Santana? Anyway, we met for brunch two
years ago and while it was pleasant, it wasn’t exactly something off the
charts. We got along ok but that spark
that you try to look for, the genuine interest between us wasn’t there and
neither of us were definitely going to try to fake that. So even though we made tentative plans to see
each other again for dinner less than a week later, I wasn’t terribly surprised
or upset that she canceled out on me just a few days later. I can’t remember her excuse but since she
didn’t bother offering a make-up, I figured I already knew where it was headed,
or in this case, wasn’t headed. I didn’t
call her again and didn’t hear from her either so that was that.
Over the next couple years when I would venture back into the online
dating pool, I’d see her profile come and go over time and didn’t think
anything of it other than, good luck to her.
But it wasn’t until my most recent foray that I finally figured, what
the hell, let me at least say Hi and see how she’s doing.
We got to talking, not really about us since we seemed to be in about the
some positions we were in life from two years ago. But just talking in general and finally I
thought to ask her to dinner anyway, to which she agreed. We ended up spending the next five hours
together walking along main street after dinner, then a couple drinks and made
plans to see one another the next night.
I know, I was surprised too! Then
déjà vu kicked in…
As I was just getting home from work and relaxing before getting ready
for our date, her text messages came in.
“Sorry I have to bail on tonight…
Something came up… Last
minute… Help my mom with paperwork… My dog ran away with the circus…” It didn’t really matter what she said at that
point, I already knew. And I wasn’t
surprised or upset about it. Like the
question I posted last week after it happened, she didn’t offer a make-up date
and despite us talking and texting daily before then, I’ve heard from her only
once since Wednesday. And that was just
to wish me a Happy St. Patty’s Day.
To be continued immediately…
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