Chi-town

EH has been super slow, so I decided to say yes to a "maybe."  I know, terrible, but it could have worked. 

Or not…

We spoke on the phone a few times, he has a very strong Chicago accent that is super nasally.  I was hoping it would be better in person.  He chose Carrabba’s for dinner.  It wouldn’t be my first choice.  I prefer something less…like a chain.  But that’s okay, I threw another one out there that I prefer and he quickly shot it down stating that Carrabba’s had better food.  So be it.  (side note:  it was a very good dinner!)

I got there first so I started in the bar with a glass of wine.  He was a little late, but with Atlanta traffic I wouldn’t hold that against anyone.  (within reason)  My initial reaction was that I wasn’t attracted to him, but I know from past experience that attraction can come from a great personality and a connection.  Well, that didn’t happen.  I felt like I was having dinner with my cousin.  (actually dinner with my cousin would have been better)  What I mean was it was fine, we had good conversation, but there wasn’t anything more for me.   He was super outgoing…almost to the point of being obnoxious.  He kept telling me that he was super outgoing…over and over.  As if I couldn’t tell on my own.  Plus he wanted to talk about No Child Left Behind.  Why do all guys wan to talk to me about No Child Left Behind.  After this date I had a conversation with some friends and they said that most of the time once a guy finds out you’re a teacher they ask about NCLB.  I started thinking back and yes, it’s totally true. 

After dinner he asked if I wanted another glass of wine, and I thought why not.  We had a glass…he asked if I wanted another to which I declined.  (early morning + so so date = time to leave)  The bill came, I put my card on it, he said no I don’t have to, I said I don’t mind, he took it and put it in with the check.  Hum…FAIL.  I really don’t mind paying, but first date, come on!  (on the plus side the nasally voice was, in fact, better)

We went to the parking garage, he was parked in the opposite direction of me.  We gave a hug and parted ways.  But before we did, this came out of my mouth…"so maybe I’ll see you again?"  Why? Why? Why?  What’s wrong with me?  Polite got in the way.  So I guess I’m in for a second date. 

Grrrr…