Boom, boom, boom! The sound on the phone was boom, boom, boom. I wasn't sure if it was a base drum or a man talking in a low voice. I adjusted my hearing aid. Ah, there is is a man with a very low voice; it boomed through the receiver of the phone.
A phone date with a guy from a large city, like me but now lives in a smaller city, again, like me. We told each other some of our sorted tales of dating. I would say that we have had some equally bad dates. So it was reassuring that I wasn't the only one running into road blocks on the road of dating. I am starting to think that it is a one way street with a lot of pot holes. lol What does that say about me? Maybe I am a vagabond on the streets of love.
He is an ex-Marine. I dated a couple of Marines, their not too bright and both of the ones I dated cheated on me. Neither were serious relationships but still it is pretty shitty to cheat on someone. Don't worry, I won't take it out on this guy. This one seems nice. He talks a lot though, that's fine, then I don't have to say anything but it is hard to pay attention when they don't stop for a breath of air.
We set up a date for Saturday. He is taking me to one of his favorite restaurants. The first choice he offered was a restaurant that I really don't like, they have terrible food. Do you remember the blog, Blue Roof and bad credit. That is the place he wanted me to go to. I told him I really don't like that place, they have terrible food. Yuck! Everything taste so bland. Then he suggested his second favorite where I have never been so, I accepted. I guess we will see how we get along.
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