15 Minute Date blog talks about a blind date that’s just too good to be true. (Don’t they always seem that way?) It’s a great laugh, but really hits close to home. How many dates have we all been on, where it was a clear disaster, but we wanted to be polite instead of running away screaming?

“We were also together for three years and I wasn’t ready to propose so we broke up. We had a very similar relationship to mine and Elyse’s but it’s still too fresh to discuss. I would prefer to use the Elyse relationship as the prototype.”

Did he just use the word prototype? I took a larger sip of my beverage. “You know, I really don’t – I think I’d rather hear about you. Tell me more about you. How did you decide to heave law?” I calibrated only three remaining mouthfuls of my cocktail. I’d need another round soon.

“Yeah, you’re probably right. We aren’t supposed to mention past relationships on a first date. I’ll just say this” If you are looking to get married anytime soon, you got the wrong guy.”

There’s a place in a date when you just want it to end and you think that maybe draining the drink in your hand will be a visual clue that the night is over. I don’t know if we had been there for more than thirty minutes, but I was done. Unfortunately, he wasn’t. He waved the waitress over and asked for some more hot water. She looked at me and then at my empty glass. I wonder if she could see the desperation.

“I would like a vodka gimlet straight up, please. Belvedere.” I announced.

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Always A Bridesmaid wrote this on July 4th, 2008 and filed it under Single Life |