It is 9.27pm our reservation was for 11.15am. I just got home. Our simple lunch date turned into drinks turned into dinner turned into me in his car going over ___mph.
Cliff notes: Lunch good food good conversation drinks at venue#2 dinner and you get a fast car!
Details for the nosey:
I feel like I messed up and gave him too much of my time and was too available until I found out that he ditched a meeting he was chairing this afternoon and had his nanny collecting time and a half. I guess he thought I was worth putting off his other obligations.
I'm trying not to overshare or gush but the conversation flowed from the time he arrived. He was late I found out later it was a power move.I shocked him a few times. The first thing was I asked for a black napkin. His eyes bucked out of his head. This was some what of a blind date as he had not seen a pic of me but I had a pic of him,so i'm sure he had thoughts when he arrived and saw a short black woman
I don't think he had ever seen it done not that it was a grand gesture but in nice places if you have on dark bottoms you are supposed to be asked if you prefer a black napkin. If they don't ask you, you can ask them. (Why is she trying to make a black napkin sound special it's a napkin. Yes it is a napkin but there are young people on the board who may not have been exposed and if they meet a nice rich man they don't need to be caught off guard when the napkin subject comes up. )
After reading over the menu the waiter asked if we decided. This is where shock #2 comes in. I put down my menu and said "the gentleman will be ordering for me" once again his eyes bucked. He was caught off guard. It was kind of a test. Patty Stanger says not to test folk but I couldn't help it and already I was comfy with him so I wanted to see his flavor. After looking at me like wtf was that stunt he ordered aps and lunch for the both of us. This is getting long so I'm going to cut it short. Lunch was great the conversation was great. The food he chose was great. The tshirt was basic but he reminded me that when he asked me what I wanted I let the crickets chirp. We stayed at lunch until well past 4pm. The staff was giving us the side eye and I could care more just didn't. He on the other hand felt rushed out so we left. Interesting fact I thought he was Indian and he is but he is Trini (breaks out the soca music
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We went across the street. This was shock #3. We got to his car and I wouldn't get in. I waited for him to start the engine. He was like why are you out in the heat. I replied "I wanted to hear your engine" He got the biggest smile. I guess he thought I was playing when he brought up cars and I told him I like them fast. We get to venue #2 they are setting up for dinner service so we sit in the lounge. We end up ordering drinks even though we really just wanted a place to finish our conversation. The conversation is flowing he brings up that he is a foodie and that he appreciated that I wasn't stush and shared my food with him. He also was like wtf was that having me order for you. He starts to talk about his heritage and I mention I like Himalaya for their chicken tikka masala and lamb samosas. He couldn't believe I knew about an Indian hole in the wall. Which brought up a nearby Persian restaurant Bijon and I asked if they had good sabzi. He nearly lost it. after that his posture relaxed and he started ordering shots.
He asked where else I like to eat and I purposely said all upscale steakhouses
he was like "are you stush can you get down and dirty" I was like dude did you not recall Himalaya? We ended up talking about Diners Driveins & Dives and all of the Houston places featured on there. We talked until after 8pm. After he got his 3rd drink in him he admitted he had to meet me because I pissed him off. I had blown him off for 3 months, asked for a pic when he already sent one which made him feel like I was a player, and I sent him my phone number missing a digit. Now these things seem minor but we were engaged in a minor email battle since around noon yesterday.
This was some art of war type mind games going on. He confessed that he was mad that he carried around my tshirt and chocolate for 3months and that he barely heard from me and when he asked me out I told him the time didn't work for me.
well it was true. But between his traveling and me kind of forgetting him it just seemed like we would meet when we met. I forgot about the gifts. He informed me that he asked me what I wanted from Paris and I let the crickets chirp so he just got whatever.
He said he had never been treated this way by a woman and that he wanted to find out where I lived so he could throw the tshirt and candy on my doorstep because I made him feel stupid for getting it and carrying it around in the hopes of finally meeting.
that was totally unintentional. I told him I was pissed and had to meet him because he told me I had a 2hr window to respond to his lunch invite "because his calendar was filling up" I was also pissed he told me no when I asked for a pic. Not because he said no but because he said he already did and I was sure he didn't. Well he was right he did. Then I was pissed that he told me that he would just tell me what color tie he had on, then he never told me what kind of tie. I swear he was late on purpose to pull a power move. But I was ready I told him I thought he would cancel on me just to make a point.
We got in the car for him to take me DIRECTLY ACROSS THE STREET and somehow ended up on the freeway!
He told me he liked my shoes oh yes men notice them I had on these:
these were under $30
He told me he liked my dress. I'm ashamed. I am opening myself up for judgement. I had on a BEBE hoochie mama party dress with netting over the boobs and netting in the tramp stamp area. I was searching high and low for my black form fitting skirt that was below the knee and couldn't find it. Then I saw a dress I borrowed from a friend when we decided to go out on the spur of the moment. I put a black tank under it to camouflage the peekaboo areas. In my defense I put a black blazer over it and it was below the knee in length so I got the look I was going for
Picture this with a simple black tank top, simple black blazer and nude kitten pointy toe heels:
My makeup was simple and I picked up a wig with bangs on the way to the date
My hair is a mess from Zumba last night and was not date ready.
Long story short he told me in a battle of wits I was well armed. And that he was refreshed because he had been out with duds and was ready to not date for a while. He said we need to meet for a track date. (that means at the racetrack for him to show off how fast his car goes)
MY BODY IS READY!
This is the most I will post about him or anyone for that matter. If things are going well I'll say I'm still seeing Soca. I'm tipsy and that took forever to type.
He asked me to text him that I made it home then took an hour to respond. He is still trying to battle with me
eta: went back and checked the email dates he was right it was over 2mo ago
::remembers all the fun she has had in them:: 
aww no books but maybe just google dining ettiquette or enter it in on the search box of amazon
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