My friend B and I developed a concept called SSV – it refers to the voice in your head that instinctively “knows” the answers to relationship issues. Do I really like him? Does he like me? Are things going well? Is there something “off” or is everything clicking? A lot of the time the SSV has answers that you don’t want to admit to yourself. As Shantaram says, “the truth is a bully that we all hate.”
On Friday, I went out to dinner with Frog #4 at Tico, a new Latin American restaurant in the Back Bay opened by Michael Schlow. The bar seems fun and the margaritas/tequilas are good, but the food was terrible… ugh. I had moderate hopes for Frog #4, but they were dashed partway through dinner when the following conversation occurred:
Me: “What have you been up to the past two weeks?”
F #4: “Nothing.”
Me: “Oh… um, what are your plans for the rest of the weekend?”
F#4: “I don’t have any.”
Me: “Oh.. um, so you said you like movies. What are your favorite movies?”
F#4: “uh… I don’t really know…. maybe [insert movies from my online profile]”
Me: Silence followed by feeling creeped out. My SSV started screaming “get me out of here!”
I like vanilla … but not to date. Leading to my Friday post: "I just can't force myself to settle."
So, he then sent me a text the next day asking me if he could take me to a Celtics playoff game…. which is like waving crack in front of an addict… but I thought the nicer thing to do would be to politely decline. Which I did. Followed by a quick donation to Redcross.org to benefit the Japanese tsunami victims to cleanse my karma.
Hopefully, I meet someone a little more appropriate soon….
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