Would You Date a Vegetarian?
Yesterday was my third date with Bez, the Smiths fan. In one way that’s quite amazing. When was the last time I was on a third date? I can’t even remember. There’s something about a third date that’s pregnant with promise. By then you know whether or not you like the guy. You know if you want to take things further.
After my last date with Bez, I felt so hopeful. There was the point when I looked into his eyes and thought, ‘yes, I like him.’
Earlier in the week I texted Bez to see if he wanted to ‘catch up’ on Saturday? I wasn’t sure what words to use. ‘Date’ sounded to formal. ‘Hang out’ suggested maybe we were just friends. “Catch up” seemed like a good compromise.
Saturday morning. I texted Bez a few minutes after I woke up.
“Still on for today? How about Hyde Park with the dog?”
At 1PM I met some dear friends at Sloane Square for a Thai Lunch. I was forty-five minutes late. I felt so guilty that I ended up buying lunch for everyone. My own lunch was very unsatisfying. I was slightly nervous for my date with Bez. I didn’t have much of an appetite. I also didn’t want to risk spilling food over the brand new
Bravissimo top that I was wearing. It’s really disappointing when you walk away from a fairly expensive lunch and you feel unfulfilled.
Being late for lunch had a knock–on effect. It made me 15 minutes late meeting Bez. He hopped into the car. Doggums immediately started barking. A new man was invading her territory. The first thing I noticed about Bez was a faint whiff of BO. I praying that maybe my dog farted and that it wasn’t Bez. The smell didn’t last long whoever caused it.
We drove around the Hyde Park eventually parking the car near Queensway. The drive was quiet. I tried to make conversation, but I felt that all of my attempts seemed quite false. We hadn’t fallen into a natural rapport. I had even burned a CD of Smiths songs. I put it in the CD in the player hoping that would spark some sort of conversation. Not even that didn’t do the trick.
Once we were walking around at the park Bez seemed a bit more relaxed and chatty. When there was no conversation, it was okay. We were in the midst of nature with Doggums running around wildly. Silence seemed appropriate.
After a hour of walking around we stopped for drink and snack. He asked me a lot of questions about Doggums and we chatted about our lives in general.
We left the park when it was getting dark. We headed to pub, but had to sit out in the beer garden because of the dog. I drank a coke he hand Guinness. The conversation was okay, but what was really bothering me is that the last time we hung out, I felt so attracted to him. Then, I couldn’t wait for him to kiss me. Now I don’t feel so enthusiastic. I don’t feel the closeness that I felt then. Could it really be that the alcohol made him seem more attractive?
After the pub, he suggested that we get some ‘cheap and cheerful’ eats near his place in Canonbury. He said it would be OK to leave Doggums in his flat. His flatmate was there and apparently she loves dogs.
His flat, which he owns, is in a very nice building. The flat itself was just OK. It definitely needed some modernization and woman’s touch. In my own sick and twisted mind I viewed that as a project.
“Yes, Anjelika,” I thought to myself, “Once Bez and I are couple and I move in, I know exactly what to do with the place.” The 10 minutes he spent telling me about his vinyl collect I was actually spent debating in my head if it whether it better to both our flats and move somewhere new, or if we should redecorate his place. Sick I know, we haven’t even tongued each other yet.
We left Doggums with his Welsh flatmate then headed towards Angel to get some food.
“You like Indian food,” he asked?
“Yeah, of course,” I answered.
It took us ages to find parking. Eventually we found a spot. We walked up to the restaurant. I looked up at the sign. “Shit. Fuck. I’m in trouble,” I thought.
The restaurant sign said, “Pure vegetarian and whole food restaurant.” I fucking hate vegetarian food. I like vegetables, not a lot of them, but I’ll eat them. Fruit too. The problem is that I’ve never had a good eating experience at a vegetarian restaurant. I have had plenty of vegetarian meals and regular restaurants, but it’s never the other way around.
I decided to be optimistic. I was going to try my best in this place. At the buffet-style restaurant, I took a very small portion of rice and fuck-knows-what curry with a whole meal naan. There were only 3 different curry’s to chose from. Not exactly the variety I’m used to at a restaurant. I forced a smile on my face as I ate.
“Is this not your scene?” Bez asked.
“Not really,” I answered softly. Now it’s my turn to be really, really quiet.
“We can go someplace else,” he said. A little too late to say that now that I have my plate in front of me, I thought.
“No, it’s cool,” I said.
I spent the rest of the dinner in silence. I wasn’t gonna say a word. After we finished eating, Bez went to the men’s room. I paid for the meal since he bought the snacks earlier. That makes two bad meals in a day.
We left the restaurant. I drove him home. That meal just really knocked the wind out of my sails. I felt really not into him at that point. I’m sure it was just my own weird hang-ups, but I just wanted the date to end. I was tired. I was hungry, I had been talking almost all day.
I went up to his flat with him to retrieve Doggums. His flatmate said that Doggums had peed on the carpet in the hallway. I faked being sorry. I picked up Doggums and walked to his flat door. Bez gave me a kiss on the cheek and said goodnight.
I’m not really sure about Bez. He’s nice, but it’s too much work. I think I’m gonna put him on the backburner and look for someone new.
Labels: dating, Guys I can't figure out, third date, vegetarian
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