date #2

Tonight I went on a date. With an Indian dude. Do ya’ll know how much I love me some Indian men? I’m guessing you don’t. But I do. Like l-o-v-e! And he was quite cute. A lil shy. But still oh-so-cute. And I had a really nice time. Can I make any predictions on whether I’ll see him again or not? No. Absolutely not. While I think we had a nice time, I can’t say for certain if he will ask me out again. I have no idea. And that’s quite odd for me.

If I had to guess I’d say we probably won’t go out again. Why not? Mostly because I just couldn’t get a feel. We had good conversation, have some similar interests, but I just don’t know. And so I set my expectations low enough to not be disappointed.

Like I said he was kinda shy. So while I was asking him questions and saying “Please talk now since I’ve been talking so much and I need to eat some of this yummy Thai food” he just kept turning it back to me and more than half of my dinner came home with me.

There was no drinking on this date – aside from the 4 or so diet cokes I sucked down. No alcohol. No wine. And likely thus no flirtation. But I still had a good time. He had a sarcastic funny side he seemed to hide a bit and I liked it when it came out because I knew at those moments he was comfortable. Unlike me – where the sarcastic edge is a wall, his was a comfort level he’d reached. But in keeping in the spirit of The Sweetness Project I wasn’t overly guarded or sarcastic/sassy. I was just regular ol’ Barista…sweet and smiley and nice.

And I guess we’ll see.