Background: I am 28, my dating experience so far is this:
In high school I chased after one of my best friends who I never had a chance with. Right before I left for college I was asked out by a girl from work. Before we went on our first date she would call me at 10:00 pm and talk for hours (she would talk I never said much.) On our first date we did several things, went to the dam, a movie, ice cream and then we picked up my gay best friend. During the trip to my friends house my date tried to talk my gay friend into dating her when I went to college. Later that night, she said that she loved me. I told her I didn’t feel that way but later when she asked me to kiss her I did. Since the whole day freaked me out I broke it off the next day.
In college I was set up on a blind date by my mom when I went to home. The first night was fun, saw a really crappy movie, we laughed at it. We stopped by her work so she could pick up her schedule for the next week. Her ex-boyfriend saw us and apparently he saw us. Later that night he called her and threatened her. we went out the next night and had a picnic in the woods so no one (her ex) could find us, the date went well. I had to go back to college the next day. We played phone tag for a little bit and then lost touch. I hope she is OK.
Later in college me and one of roommates went to a one a his friends house (a girl.) We all got drunk and thing got a bit crazy. We all ended up naked and inches away from a full on threesome before she said no and we stopped. Later that night she offered to have sex with me but I got it out of her she only really wanted to because she a had a crush on my friend and he asked her too (he was a jerk but one of the lovable jerks.) I told her she was beautiful but no if we had sex it should be for the right reason. She went to sleep in her bed, I slept on the floor somewhere.
That is my dating experience. Most of college I was never really looking and the girls that I had any interest in always placed me into the dreaded “Nice Guy” group. Later I fell into a pretty severe depression and didn’t look or care to look. Now I a getting my life back together and not as depressed so let look at my current scenario. Oh yeah if you haven’t noticed my now I have a tendency to over-think things and I know crap about “Playing the game.”
The Current Scenario:
I was recently in a show at the local theater. There I met “Kay”. Kay was the stage manager, when I first met her I thought, “Oooo Cute.” Then I noticed she had a teenage son. I thought, “Damn Married,” and took her off the “Possibility List.” As time goes on I notice there is not a ring on her finger. As we get close to opening night she and a another cast member she is friends with, “Tee”, asks for a cigarette, they doesn’t normally smoke but theater does that to some people. I give them each one. For the run of the show they both are bumming off me and I freely offer most of the time. I know that Tee has a boyfriend but I never hear anything about a significant other from Kay. What I do learn in the coming weeks is that Kay is 35, her son it 13, she is smart, funny and pretty, I can make her laugh, she is the manager of a department that works with disabled children and I like her.
The last weekend of the show Kay says that she wants to but my a pack of cigarettes for all the ones that she has bummed. I get up the courage to ask her out. This is approximately how the conversation goes down.
Kay: I will have a pack of smokes for you tomorrow.
Me: You don’t have to do that. To pay me back let me take you out to dinner.
K: Ok.
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K: Wait a second how does you buying me dinner pay you back for the smokes.
M: Well, I get to spend time with you.
K: Ok but I have to buy you dinner.
M: Thinking about it.
M: Ok that wo’t kill my sense of manliness too much.
Then a meeting is planned for dinner this Friday.
Since last Friday and today Wednesday this a synopsis of what has happened:
She has made a couple a references about me being younger than her.
The cast went out to dinner on Saturday, I ordered cheesy fries Kay and her son ate half, then they ordered cheesy fries and I ate half of theirs. We all had a fun time and I spent most of the time talking to Kay and her son. When we were leaving she is in front of me in line and sneakily pays for my dinner. I tell her she didn’t have to do that and we still have dinner on Friday. She says she knows and that she is still paying for that she makes a lot of money. I agree but we need to see a movie and I will get that. She agrees.
I am telling the people that I like at work I have a date on Friday and now that I type this it seems that this might really be a date. That is not saying that if we are just going out as friends I won’t have a great time, I get to spend and evening with a smart, funny and pretty woman. I really want this to work into a romantic situation though. I am 28 and have never encountered any real romance in my life and I feel like am missing out on one of life essential experiences.
So I ask you great and wise members of the SDMB do I have date or am I meeting up with a friend and if I do have a date do you have any advice.
P.S. It took me almost two hours and two liters of beer to type this so I am going to post it but I just found a flaw in my post. Kay who is a smart and funny person is a perfect candidate to be a member of the SDMB. Kay if you do read this and you know who you are and who I am, then I hope you see this as a portal in to my lonely but loving soul.
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