Sweet. I mean who doesn't want to sit in a dark theater with someone they barely know and watch in large, graphic, detail a psychopath try over and over to bludgeon a woman to death and then hang her on a hook on the wall of a dingy bathroom so he can slaughter her like an animal?? Yes, I see a lot of hands. I know, I know ... I wish all second dates could be like this! Kidding, sort of. This is second date with Date Thirty Seven, who called during Date Thirty Eight with JS. Yes, my head is spinning too so for the sake of clarity, let's give this one a name ... I think SpryGuy works. He's very, very lively, which I suspect is due to his being self-admittedly highly caffeinated at all times. But before I talk about the date itself, I need to write about the phone conversation that preceded it.
So, we last left me walking away from the great hug with JS. Once out of eyesight (you should never ever make a phone call when walking away from a date where there is the possibility that date could see you - very bad form), I called SpryGuy back because after how our last date ended, I was more than intrigued by his phone call. And happy, too of course. So, we talked for about 20 minutes during my walk home, just catching up about weekend activities, etc. and at one point he said something about deleting my number from his phone. I did a mental double take and asked him why he did that. He told me that after he left our last date, he was really confused and thought that I didn't like him at all because he thought I rushed off!!!! No way, I said! I told him that I thought the same thing, that I felt like he rushed off and I would have been happy to have had another drink. He then said no way and we both had a great laugh about it. He told me that he went to a bar near his house and sat there, had another drink, and talked to the bartender about our date, trying to figure out what he did wrong, swimming in all of the over-analysis. I found this both very interesting and very cute given the fact that I automatically assume that men walk away from the date and think one of two things: good or bad. I never knew, or never had confirmation at least, that they maybe walk away and have the gray area analysis conversation with themselves. Furthermore, I appreciated very much SpryGuy's willingness to tell me all of this. His openness is very refreshing and very attractive. It makes me feel very at ease around him and I don't feel at all like he's hiding the ball.
Ok, the date ... we made plans to meet for dinner and a movie on a Thursday. We seem to be on a Thursday roll. Anyway, he was a little late and the restaurant I'd chosen was packed, so the dinner portion of this date was very rushed and not that interesting. I'll spare you the gory details of him scarfing down his pizza like an animal. I have chosen to ignore this and not assign a check minus given his other, aforementioned positive qualities. Additionally, when we met before and he had a steak, his table manners with knife, fork, and spoon were totally appropriate (with the exception of his launching all the roasted vegetables off of his plate onto his lap but I think that was just an unfortunate first date accident). We rolled to the movie theater, got the tickets, got some popcorn (which I paid for because he got the dinner and pre-paid for the movie tickets so I thought it appropriate to pay the $800 for pre-movie snacks ... that shit is sooo expensive nowadays). He got a beer, I got a huge Diet Coke, and we got some good seats in the theater. This movie was being presented as a part of a filmfest in our city so there were no previews, giving us some time pre-feature to chat a bit. He's a really great conversationalist, very comfortable and quick, funny without being mean or too sarcastic.
Now, we both thought that the movie we were about to enjoy was a light hearted, buddy flick about some guy's break up and his friends' attempts to console him with a bit of camping and a lot of soju (basically Korean sake). We were sooo, sooo, very, very wrong. And the mistaken identity of our movie was completely my fault. Earlier that week he emailed me the link to the filmfest website, I read about a bunch of different movies, and then I picked a couple and we agreed on this one. I got this one mixed up with another Korean movie and boom!! we were watching a serial killer torturing a hooker and then the subsequent aftermath of her pimp trying to find her. As you might guess, not a super comfortable thing to be watching bigger than life size with someone you barely know. At one point, he leaned over to me and said that if the whole movie was going to be scenes of bludgeoning hookers, we might need a Plan B. I heartily agreed. Turned out though, that the movie was really, really good ... very engrossing, beautiful, sad, funny at points. So after it was over and we walked out and took a breath, we both agreed that we really liked it in the end.
We walked out of the theater and to the subway. He easily could have walked home from there but decided to walk into the station with me and take the train a couple stops. Good sign. We walked to the end of the platform and he gave me a great hug (another one!! I love it!!) and said he'd like to see me again and that he had a great time, despite the slasher flick. We both laughed, I said that I' very much like to see him again, too and we went our separate ways home.
I'm encouraged about the progression of my dates with SpryGuy. At the end of date one, I had no idea whether he was interested or not, as you recall. Now, given the hug and the conversation and the subsequent phone calls we've shared (this one likes the phone and has no problem doing the check in call - excellent, huge check plus!) I am very excited to get to know him. As I've said, we have talked and texted since the date and I'm pretty sure we'll go out again next week ... I'm going home (to my original city) for a couple days so have had to put the dating plans on hold with these fellows.
As always, I'll let you know!!
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