
So one of my guy friends has been dying to set me up. He was waiting for me to be done with Wheelin. He supposedly had this sweet, fun nice guy he thought would be perfect for me. I told him I really sucked at blind dates and was preety nervous about meeting someone out of the blue like that. My bud tried to plan a group date but that fell apart pretty quickly...blind date dude "Scorpion" has the COMPLETE opposite schedule of me. I work m-f 9-5....he works wed-sat 1pm - 12am. The three days he has off I have my kids...so I won't hang out with him. Bud gave Scorpion my number.
After Scorpion and I had a few talks on the phone, I figured he was decent enough to meet and hang out with. We decided to meet after he got off work on a night that I don't have to work the next day. We met at a bar and grill near our homes that was open late. I got there first...he came around the corner like a bat out of hell on his motorcycle. I love motorcycles....I don't like idiots that don't protect themselves and drive like complete morons. Scorpion drives a crotch rocket, does not wear gloves or a protective jacket. He also just raced ahead of a car, and almost missed the entrance to the parking lot....
When he gets off his bike I realize he's not much taller than me...I'm 5'2. He's dressed cute, he's kind of akward but he's trying hard to look cool, he's 45, he keeps talking negatively about his exes, the bike thing is driving me nuts...he's old enough to know better. He loves to cook, is into sports, is really trying hard to get on my good side, wants to become friends with my kids so that we can see eachother more.....
I'm not digging him. Had a conversation with Wheelin the other day about how girls don't give guys a chance. So I went out with Scorpion again...this time he had 2 shots, 3 beers, rode off on his bike and told me the next day how he finally was able to do a wheelie on it. He told me this as I was over at his house...he offered to run errands with me and make me breakfast (I didn't spend the night). He made me a really yummy omelet and gave me toast bacon and coffee. Never thought I would say this but he would have a better shot if he didn't have a bike. The bike thing is showing off how irresponsible he is.
I disagree about the bike thing. He's 45 - I believe its called a mid-life crisis. Look at it this way - if he gets himself killed - its one less Christmas card you have to send.
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