Date #14 You Talk Too Much! You Never Shut Up!
Date #14 You Talk Too Much! You Never Shut Up!
Ok, remember this song from Run DMC? Well that was how my date was last night. We met in a pub in Soho. The date started out with promise, but then he kept talking. And kept talking. And kept talking – about himself! He hardly ever asked anything about me. I couldn’t get a word in edgewise. So since I couldn’t talk, I drank, and drank and drank. And the next thing you know I’m drunk and really hungry. He still has a full pint of Leffe. He’s hardly drinking his beer because that would mean he’d have to STOP TALKING.
I finally had to grab the bull by the horns and say, “Drink up! I’m hungry!” I’m sure this made me sound like Miss Bossy Boots, but I did not want to drink anymore alcohol on an empty stomach.
While walking to a restaurant I kept thinking, “Why am I still on this date?” But the hope of a free meal kept me going.
Mr.Talk Too Much just got out of a relationship. He works in IT. He misses his old flatmate. Most of his friends and family are getting married. All of this information is good to know, however the amount of pointless shit that I had to sit through to get this was incredible!
By the end of the date, I was positive that he wasn’t interested in me. In fact, I think he’s really only interested in himself. As we said goodbye at Piccadilly Circus he asked what I was doing over the weekend. That was the first question he asked me all night.
“Nothing planned yet. Doing some revision. Hanging out with Doggums. Re-writing my book.”
“Well, if you want to do something on Sunday, let me know.”
Hmmmmm now how do I interpret that? Is he actually interested in going out with me again? Or is he saying that because it’s the polite thing to say at the end of a date?
I’ve noticed a trend in dating. Guys try to line up a second date at the end of the first one. Now that would be cool, if the second date actually came to fruition, but since it hasn’t most of the time with me, I’m wondering if it’s a throw-way line. Or the modern-day equivalent to, “I’ll call you.”
I got a text from him while I was traveling home on the DLR. He thanked me for a lovely evening. So maybe he’s interested, maybe he isn’t. Who knows. We’ll see how this goes…
Ok, remember this song from Run DMC? Well that was how my date was last night. We met in a pub in Soho. The date started out with promise, but then he kept talking. And kept talking. And kept talking – about himself! He hardly ever asked anything about me. I couldn’t get a word in edgewise. So since I couldn’t talk, I drank, and drank and drank. And the next thing you know I’m drunk and really hungry. He still has a full pint of Leffe. He’s hardly drinking his beer because that would mean he’d have to STOP TALKING.
I finally had to grab the bull by the horns and say, “Drink up! I’m hungry!” I’m sure this made me sound like Miss Bossy Boots, but I did not want to drink anymore alcohol on an empty stomach.
While walking to a restaurant I kept thinking, “Why am I still on this date?” But the hope of a free meal kept me going.
Mr.Talk Too Much just got out of a relationship. He works in IT. He misses his old flatmate. Most of his friends and family are getting married. All of this information is good to know, however the amount of pointless shit that I had to sit through to get this was incredible!
By the end of the date, I was positive that he wasn’t interested in me. In fact, I think he’s really only interested in himself. As we said goodbye at Piccadilly Circus he asked what I was doing over the weekend. That was the first question he asked me all night.
“Nothing planned yet. Doing some revision. Hanging out with Doggums. Re-writing my book.”
“Well, if you want to do something on Sunday, let me know.”
Hmmmmm now how do I interpret that? Is he actually interested in going out with me again? Or is he saying that because it’s the polite thing to say at the end of a date?
I’ve noticed a trend in dating. Guys try to line up a second date at the end of the first one. Now that would be cool, if the second date actually came to fruition, but since it hasn’t most of the time with me, I’m wondering if it’s a throw-way line. Or the modern-day equivalent to, “I’ll call you.”
I got a text from him while I was traveling home on the DLR. He thanked me for a lovely evening. So maybe he’s interested, maybe he isn’t. Who knows. We’ll see how this goes…
Labels: dating, first date
posted by Naive London Girl at 4/02/2008 07:54:00 AM
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3 Comments:
I see youve just now figured out that there is on guarantee of polite "conversation" in the dating world.
Perhaps you are the proof the charming personality and good looks are just not enough.
There must be a connection, mentaly as well as physicaly.
Good luck finding that guy.
lol I think it's cute when a guy doesn't even notice when a girl is not interested! he sounds like a sweetheart though. Next date, tell him to stop talking too much, or jump in and try to balance it out, maybe he'll get the hint and stop mouthing off incessantly about himself. Maybe he was just nervous.
well, if you are not interested why go on a 2nd date? I don't get it.
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