49firstdates

Ok, you might be asking why I jumped from twenty-seven to eighteen, but if you look back at eighteen, IT NEVER HAPPENED!  I’m Kind of a Big Deal and I still chat every now and then but we’ve never actually met.  Anyway…

I’m counting Wednesday’s date as date eighteen.  Old School* and I worked together eons ago for a minute.  We’ve got a handful of mutual friends and we’re Facebook friends.  Last week, as I browsed my Facebook feed, Old School‘s status was frickin’ hillarious and it dawned on me that he’s pretty damn funny.  Sidebar, my new philosophy on my time is to spend more of it with people who make me feel good.  With this new philosophy in my backpack I thought “Old School is damn funny and I want to be his friend [in real life]” so I say just as much to him, and he’s totally game.

So Wednesday we decide to meet at The Reef on Main Street.  We decided to order two dishes to share and I chose the Greens Salad and it sucked.  Don’t order that.  He chose the J.A.H Dip.  Wait.  WTF does the H stand for?

The dip was good, but the complementary Johnny Cakes blew my mind!  As someone wrote in a dinehere.ca review, the Johnny Cakes are “deep fried cornbread heaven.”  Oh, they are!  The raspberry beer was also delicious and made my head appropriately fuzzy.

So the date.  Old School is just as funny in person.  We laughed and it was comfy and I was pretty sure we were just chilling as friends but then he paid for the bill; I had no choice.  Did this turn my hangout into a date?  I don’t know!  Would I date him?  I also don’t know.  I don’t think so.  He’s funny and clever and kind, but I didn’t feel any sort of special spark.  Hmmm… I’m just going to play it cool and hope he just wants to be friends too…  Oh, and he smokes.  Blech!  But he’s working pretty hard on quitting which is cool.  I had a piece of his Nicorette gum.  It tastes like gum.

We’re going to hang out again sometime.  I’ll let you know how it goes.  The evening ended in a hug.  I said “July 20, we’re getting people together to see Florence and the Machine”.  He said “We should definitely see each other before then.”  Sh*t, it was a date.

*Old School – One who I knew back in the day.

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