Sunday, January 8, 2012

Date Number Two

Saturday was my blind date with number Two. Two suggested that we meet at a coffee shop in Uptown which, upon further research, is supposedly the most pretentious coffee shop around (at least that's what the reviews on Google say!). I don't drink coffee, but I was excited to go just because I'd never been to this particular place. An added bonus of this project is that I get to try a lot of new things!

When I walked into the coffee shop, Two was already standing there. First impression - CUTE. Just as cute as his Facebook picture. For those of you that don't know me, allow me to explain what I'm usually attracted to - I tend to date guys that are tall, skinny, kind of gawky and awkward but charming enough that they can pull it off. My mother once told a friend of mine that I only date "disfigured" people, and when I protested, she then went through ALL of my ex-boyfriends and proved she was right. But I like that kind of nerdy guy that looks just a little off, apparently. So anyway, when I say that number Two is cute, I don't mean "Julie cute." I mean ACTUALLY cute - Like, normal people would see him and go "Wow, he's handsome!"

So we made small talk in line for a few minutes. I ordered a hot chocolate, and the barista asked me if I wanted "stone-ground organic chocolate or chocolate syrup." I smiled in bemusement as I remembered all of the reviews calling this place "pretentious." We got our drinks and sat down in the back.

Two and I ended up chatting for about 2 1/2 hours and, as it turns out, he's awesome. Like, seriously awesome. He's completely brilliant - He's a science teacher with a Master's degree in neuroscience, which I can barely comprehend. He's done a little bit of improv. He bikes everywhere during the summer. He has a super-dry sense of humor. We got along pretty well, as evidenced by the lengthy conversation with only a few awkward pauses.

We chatted a little bit about our mutual friends, and he was surprised to hear that I've never met one of them in person. She an improviser as well, and he made the off-handed comment that he should take the time to see her perform sometime soon. I took that as my opportunity to be about as forward as I can, given the confines of this project, and said "If you do, you should bring me with you." He mentioned that again later, so hopefully my comment wasn't completely out of the blue...

Eventually, I had to go to work and he had to leave for a guitar lesson (swoon, right?). So he shook my hand and said goodbye, and that was that. Overall things went really well. He's pretty amazing. I don't know how he felt about me, and I don't know if more chemistry would build if we saw each other again...But I'd like the chance to find out!

Two, if you happen to be reading this, I had a great time talking to you! Good luck with your classes this semester. If you are at all interested in seeing me again, you know how to get ahold of me! Or feel free to leave a comment here and tell me how off-base I am and that you had a terrible time, whatever happens to be true.

Date three isn't officially set up yet, which is making me a little nervous. Keep sending people my way, please. This is going to be a long year if I have to set everything up at the last minute.


  1. Wow. Did I really say disfigured? That seems a bit harsh. I should have said something like...different. I mean, take a look at my dating past (not including your father). Like mother, like daughter.

  2. A friend sent me over to your blog a few days ago, and i can honestly say you are very brave to let your friends set you up on blind dates! Anyway good luck for the next 50 dates :)

  3. Hopefully the next one will be just as good for you.