The online dating service seems to be getting more active again. I wonder if they are offering a special this month like 'June is for Lovers' or 'Get an Early Start on Summer Love'. Maybe this month is free. Who knows? But I have gotten some requests for information, little icebreakers and multiple-choice questions from some men. Do I want to meet a guy from Las Vegas? (He ballroom dances....) Do I want to date a 66-year-old truck driver from the valley? (You know, the place where they acquitted the officers who beat Rodney King...) Do I want to answer questions from a dude who looks like he used to be a chick? Do I want to date a 74-year-old from the northern part of the state, a mere 5-hour drive from here?
Then there was Wednesday evening. We went to a comedy night fundraiser. It was inexpensive, thankfully, and the comics were great. One in particular used to be a kindergarten teacher in Nebraska and told some great kindergarten stories. It was as if I were up there. He said so much of what I experience in the classroom. And he was the best one there. We were howling. But then he started in on jokes about his 90-year-old mother. It was too perfect! After the show he came over to talk to me. He was hitting on me; I knew it. But I was a moron! He wanted to connect. He wanted to get to know me. And what did I do? I don't remember, but I blew it. I just let a really fun opportunity go. I dropped the proverbial ball. And so for the past two days I've been thinking of all the things I could have said to make it happen. I could have said, "Wow! We were talking and we think you'd fit right in at our house". OR when he said, "I want to connect with more teachers like you." I could have said, "I think that's a great idea. I'm right across the street. Come on over during school some day and you can get loads of material in my classroom." But no, I dropped the ball. I told him how much I had enjoyed his stand-up and how much we had in common. He had to ask me my name. I'm a dolt. Blew it. A guy I think I could have a great time with and I blew it. Lord have mercy on me and my ineptitude.
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