After Bar Guy came Red Bull and Elevator Boy. I met them about the same time, both asked for my number and both contacted but did not actually ask me out for almost 2 months. Then they asked me out the same day of the same weekend. No joke. For now lets focus on Red Bull.
I met Red Bull (or the nice guy) on the deck of my building. We had both gone out there for some fresh air after the gym. I noticed him in the gym, thinking he was average but cute. It made me work out a little bit harder. So here we were on the deck at the same time, leaning a few feet away from eachother on the railing, both glowing with sweat in the summer evening air...conversation was inevitable. We ended up talking for hours. He was sweet, had a good sense of humour and was easy to converse with. He's 28, has a good job working for Red Bull, and has travelled a lot. He's interesting and can handle a little friendly banter (which I am a fan of). Our first date was great. He took me to a Dave Matthew's concert on one of the islands, which was swell because at this point in our adult lives neither of us really cared to watch Dave so we spent the entire time talking, drinking and eating greasy foods. He was a gentleman, paid for everything, and was up for anything. We took the ferry back together at 2am and walked the city streets before going to an Irish pub for more drinks.
We continue to hang out. He seems genuine, nice and lets be honest he's accessible being that he lives in my building. Accessability isn't a driving factor alone, he's a cool guy, it's just a plus. It definitley lends itself on lonely nights. The problem with Red Bull is that I enjoy his company, I even look forward to it, but he doesn't make me nervous. He seems like a nice guy, I don't picture him dicking me over; and I don't take this for granted, trust me! I'm not the girl who always dates the assholes and ignores the nice guys - I know men get frustrated by that. In fact, I tend to mainly go for the nice guys. But I want someone who makes me nervous, who challenges me, in fact I want someone who scares the shit out of me, someone I love so much I'm afraid of losing them everyday. I know that sounds painful, but at least it's passionate. I need passion. I'm not sure I have that with Red Bull. Maybe with him I will put aside the passion and enjoy the pubs.
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