So, I had a date on Wednesday – Halloween. Actually, I was supposed to have it last Sunday – the 28th. But, I was still in at my friend’s house from a party on the 27th, so I called and he was really nice about it. We rescheduled for Wednesday. I went into DC and we had Thai food and a cookie at Books-A-Million. Sounds odd, but it was actually really nice. And the cookie at the book store? Huge. Seriously, that thing could have taken up the entirety of the palm of my hand and was really thick. Mmmm. So good. (;
We parted on good terms, though it was kind of awkward, as first dates tend to be. We said we’d call or something. So I called yesterday. He was busy, so I told him to just give me a call when he wasn’t. He called me back today. We chatted a bit and then he just told me that he didn’t think we really had anything going. He had a good time – but he didn’t feel a connection. I told him it was cool, I understood. He was relieved. Apparently, he was afraid of hurting my feelings. (; Awww. What a nice guy! (= But, he also didn’t want to be a dick and just – not call. Which I totally appreciated. I don’t mind when someone tells me they just aren’t feeling me – but – seriously – just tell me. Don’t tell me you’ll call and – not call. Ugh. Rude.
So – I got the brush-off, but it was the nicest brush-off ever. (; And he assured me I’d make some guy really happy – just not him. How funny is that. (;