This particular episode was one of those sneaky dates. You know the ones I mean... when you don't realize until you've already agreed to go that it's meant to be a date?
So I ended up after some confusion with an obligation to meet (meeting him there was my idea) him for some frozen yogurt. Just dessert, right?! No biggie.
At first it was fine. Small talk, big bites. Once the conversation had reached a serious lull, he began asking me if I had seen certain movies. If I hadn't seen it, he would go into a long reenactment of all the "funniest" parts. After a few of those, I decided to try saying that I had seen it! Incorrect.
If I had seen it, the same sort of reenactment would follow... only this time it would require my participation. A few times I tried changing the subject, but at the first pause, the conversation would return to one of the previously-discussed movies with a, "Yeah and remember that one part..."
After over an hour of this, I remembered some errands I was planning to run after the outing and mentioned that I needed to get to the store before it closed.
*Side note: This was legitimate. I did not make this up just as an excuse, although it was convenient.
The store happened to be across the parking lot from where we were, so like a gentleman he insisted on doing my shopping with me. Escape failure. As I grabbed my necessities (minus a few that I wasn't going to shop for with him) the subject changed to my favorite sports teams and the reasons they all suck. Honestly? I would rather listen to bad Will Ferrell impressions.
A painful 45 minutes later I was standing by my car with the door open, keys in hand. After thanking him for dessert, saying goodnight, and offering a quick hug... I began to get into my car. Just as I was about to close the door, he began a whole new discussion of all of his favorite Adam Sandler movies. I amused him for another 10 minutes before saying goodnight one final time. I'm fairly certain he was still describing a car chase scene from "The Longest Yard" as I drove away.
Bless his heart.
Rings of Devastation (Thoughts on Suicide)
6 years ago
Oh man... This is one of the best stories yet! And I have so many like it.... Those are the dates when you end up looking around at all the other people sitting around you and letting your mind wander to your grocery list and the list of things you have to do the next day. I've also had the experience where you're standing by your car door, with one foot in the car and they won't stop talking and try to kiss you and... UGH!! Some guys just don't get the hint. I love reading your blog!! GIVE ME MORE!
ReplyDeletei am half afraid i have a son who will be just like that...oh dear.
ReplyDeleteAmi... My sister reads this blog too, and we are convinced you should SERIOUSLY put all these experiences into a book. Think about it! :)
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