Date #2 with The Teacher
Duration: 7 hours (which is like 2 hours in drunk time)
Where: Restaurant/Piano bar
Key points: I got drunk. We sang. He definitely wanted us to go home together. Instead, we made out in his car a little bit. To steal dateadreg’s word for it… I want him in the slow lane.
We were supposed to have dinner, but I was not hungry, so we munched on a few apps and chatted. He was asking me a lot of odd questions, such as: “Where do you see yourself in five years? Who, alive or dead, is the one person you wish you could meet?” etc… I thought it was strange, but I think he was doing it to try to prevent conversation lulls. (I can be painfully shy/ socially awkward.) I think his questions were actually making that worse. After I got him to knock that off, things were better. I felt he was a little rude to our waitress. She was a bit of a ditz. He was being sarcastic towards her dumb questions. I think he was trying to be funny, but with one look at her face, it was obvious that she was not getting it. I told him to be nice. He appreciated my upfront attitude.
He heard me sing (which is reserved for my poor neighbors while I am in the shower). He was impressed with the amount of song lyrics I know (owlie’s only bar trick…). I think he picked a good activity for us.
When we left, it was 1 or so… and he said, “where to?” Then he mentioned how close we were to his place and suggested we go there. I asked him coyly, “to do what? hangout with your roommates?” He backed down pretty quick after that. He said he wasn’t ready to go home yet, so we went to another bar in my neighborhood. He made some comment in passing that I could invite him back to my place. Nope. Nope. Nope.
He pulled up to my building, we made out a little bit, and then I retired to my nest alone.
We shall see what happens next!