Sunday, April 08, 2007
melting pot didn't melt my heart
this will be my 4th blog post in 24 hours (see here [shameless, i know]). but i would like to relay what some have called possibly the greatest dating story ever. i don't know if i agree, but it is pretty heinous. i have a hard time telling it. last night i discovered i actually get really embarrassed when telling it. i'm not sure why.
at first i was going to leave my roommate's name as-is, but then i got paranoid and thought what if she found this one day? awkward! so we'll just call her angela. so angela started hanging out with this guy rick. i think she was set up with him but i can't really remember. they had only hung out a few times so far. i think it was maybe the 2nd or 3rd time they had hung out when he came by our place to pick her up and i answered the door. hey, is angela here? sure, come on in. i'm rick. hey rick, i'm becky, angela will be right out. that was the end of it. the next day i asked angela about her date and she told me that rick thought it might be fun if he set me up with his buddy (steve, maybe?) and we all four could go out together. are you down? i told her no. i'm not into blind dates, but thanks. she eventually talked me into it. she thought it would be really fun and she'd be there, right? so easy breezy! so i agreed.
the plan was for the girls to meet the boys at melting pot. i was stoked. melting pot? totally worth gaining 15lbs in 60 min. so i thought, hey, this might be a pretty okay night afterall. the day of the date, i got home from work and angela had bad news. rick had called and something important had come up and he was going to have to cancel last minute. he felt so bad for having to flake! but becky should still go because apparently rick had made a good case for becky and (possibly)steve still wanted to meet her at the melting pot. what? no way! i agreed to certain terms and conditions to this date which are no longer in place! but, becky, steve is expecting you, angela says. you should just still go, its no biggie. so i say, fine, and i go.
well, i get to melting pot a little nervous for my blind date. i walk in and tell the hostess i am meeting someone here. are you becky? yes, yes i am. your date is already seated. so she walks me to the table, and who is sitting there? rick.
that took some balls, i'll give you that. unfortunately, it's not the kind of jerky balls a girl like me would ever give the time of day to. i hope you got that message when i asked you who the hell you thought you were and walked out of the melting pot.
Posted by becky at 10:28 AM