Date with J.

I had my date with J on Tuesday. I was 20 minutes late. I hate when I’m late meeting people. I had to stay late working at the studio. I spent 3 hours at work in the tape library looking for some rare footage from Croatia.

I was wearing a short denim skirt, and a black & purple sheer scoop neck sleevelss shirt. Also black wedge shoes. J had a glass of wine waiting for me. He was much shorter that he was in his picture. He also seemed to be somewhat working class. I could only tell as much from his accent. Everytime he told me about his job I kept thinking, “I earn more money than you.” I didn’t know for sure that I earned more money than him, but I’m guessing he was on a salary at the most of 25K. I make about double that. And I had these doubts of do I want to date guy who makes less money than me? Significantly less than me?

I dunno. He was a nice guy. We had good conversation and a good dinner. He asked me out for this weekend again. I said yes, not because I really like him, but because I honestly don’t have anything else to do.

As soon as I got home I got a text from him saying how he enjoyed the night. Aw how polite.

Next morning, I got a text from him. It said something like “Good morning, gorgeous. How are you?” My God! Enough with the texts! Even though I could have answered him right away I waited until lunchtime to reply. If he’s the clingy type I’m SO out of there.