…from an Italian restaurant. I rarely do dinner on a first date, but I did tonight with The Singer. She was the second of the three girls that canceled last Tuesday, so I shall adjust my counter once again since we successfully rescheduled. The Singer is my second Tinder date.
We got there at the same time and she was even cuter than her pictures. I liked her from the start. I gave her a hug and we went inside. We got a table in the back, and since it was Sunday night it was fairly quiet and empty. Perfect. I felt a bit more relaxed, comfortable, and in charge of my words than I was on the last few dates I went on.
This actually happened to be the same place where I’d gone on my first date ever. But at that time we were just high schoolers getting pizza and soda. This time it was a sit-down dinner, and the place had been completely remodeled so it was almost like being there for the first time. And I dare say this date went much better than that one. If you remember that post, you’ll know what I mean.
Anyway, The Singer is a music teacher, an operatic singer, and a choral director. We had plenty to talk about with our combined musical backgrounds. And then I found out we share a mutual love of waterfowl. Major bonus points. I know what we’re doing on our second date. If there is a second date. While things seemed to go pretty well, I feel like I already know how this is going to end, which is the way it always seems to end: I’ll get in touch with her in a day or two about a second date and I’ll get the usual “Well, I had a fun time and you’re a really nice guy, but…”
Sigh. But we’ll see. I could be wrong. I’ll know soon enough.
In the meantime I’ve been keeping in touch with The Comedian. I don’t feel any particular attraction to her and I’m not sure what else to talk about either. So I don’t think this is going anywhere. However I have a new prospect who just gave me her number on OKC, so I’ll contact her tomorrow and see what happens.
First dates: 34
Second dates: 3
Third dates: 2
Stood up: 2
First kisses: 2