>Yes, I had two dates this past weekend. No, not at the same time like a bad episode of Three’s Company. The first date was a short meeting for coffee. We chatted for about two hours. While I was nervous before and a little during the date, as we talked I grew more comfortable with him. I probably could have spent the whole day with him and had fun. I went home with a good feeling and look forward to seeing him again.
Date #2 was interesting. He was different from most guys I’ve dated. Not in the way he looked, but he was a little more assertive, which was surprisingly nice. He actually complimented me. Honestly, I can’t even remember the last time a guy told me I was attractive. Maybe it’s cheesy and maybe it’s just a line, but a gal likes to hear, “Wow, you are so cute.” It’s great when someone notices the effort you put into getting ready.
Of course, there was something that just didn’t sit well with me. I never seemed to get a straight answer out of him about his work. Plus, I always think people of full of crap, so this lack of info wasn’t helping.
And of course there was the fact that he kept bringing up medical marijuana. Dude. I’m open-minded, but toking up is so college. It’s not done as an adult. I mean if you partake once in a while, fine, but I don’t want to talk about it for 30 minutes over dinner. In fact, there are very few topics I want to talk about for that long.
I was trying to chalk up the Mary Jane talk to nervousness and tried to keep an open mind, but when I got in his car to have him drive me to mine on the other side of the block, the conversation again turned to weed and he showed me the stash in the glovebox. Needless to say, that was that.