This is, in fact, Armand Legg...I have decided to write my own version of the evening as the above is not as detailed as I would have liked. I am certainly not shy, especially when it comes to my romantic affairs (and for some reason everyone I know is interested in what and who I do - literally and figuratively) so I wanted more that just a one paragraph overview followed by some social commentary of males growing up.
First a little social commentary of my own...I don't see how all seven dates could have gone well. Yes I am sure everyone was on their best behavior for a first date, but there had to have been a personality clash somewhere. Who in the world can actually get along with seven different types of personalities? Anyway, on to my date...
(Please disregard the last paragraph because) my date went really well! I'll put it this way, I live tweeted my date throughout the night and Susie didn't think it was weird or crazy! In fact, she encouraged it. Anyone who doesn't mind that is ok in my book! That being said, this may be repeating some stuff for the people following along, so for that I apologize...
I showed up to the quaint bar Black and White on the LES about 10 minutes late, it was pouring and my cab driver was awful! Fortunately (?) she was even later - the two of us are off to a great start. She claims that it is because she fell asleep on the train back to NYC for 30 minutes, however I find it hard to believe that no one would wake her up for that long. I'll chalk that one up to wanting to show up fashionably late (which believe me I have no problem with...my bad cab driver excuse is pretty weak as well!).
I was wearing blue jeans, blue shoes (yes shoes not sneakers), a white button down that had some sort of embroidery on it, and a windbreaker type white jacket. Oh yeah, and for those who thought I would over-accessorize (Gregg), I wore my ROC belt - that's it. She wore rain boots with polka dots on them, blue jeans, and a blouse - I think it was maroon (sorry!).
On to the first round of drinks...she orders a whiskey sour (I start to like her already!) I order a Maker's and Coke. We sit at a table and small talk for a little while - where we work, what we do for fun, the weather - standard. I am pretty sure she just had the same exact conversation the four previous nights in a row so I change the subject to the evening's plans and (of course) round two. I am usually very under-prepared for things like this - I search for addresses/directions, don't make reservations, arrive late, etc; however Friday night I was over-prepared. As Susie said, I brought her socks just in case (I let her keep them at the end of the night - they were cool arguile. Who knew Duane Reade had such a quality sock section!)
I made reservations (through my good friend Lindsay - thanks!) at Bowlmor Lanes. We walked in the rain; I carried the umbrella other than when I was tweeting during which she carried it. It could have been called fairly romantic. We get to the Lanes where they ID us and the bouncer is from Susie's town - he decides to play Jewish Geography with her even though he seems about 45 years her senior. She doesn't know any of his friends. We get to the fourth floor and check in to our reservation, get to our lane and quickly order round three (on to beers - Blue Moon for her, Bud Light for me). After entering our names onto the little bowling computer (I couldn't think of a clever nickname for her quickly enough so just went with Susie), we discuss ball weights - get your minds out of the gutter! Choosing the right weight is very important - you don't want to throw out your arm bowling! She uses 8. I use 10 (during game three I decided to move up to 12). To say the least, I did not bring her bowling to try to impress her. I eeked out a little over 100 in the first game (still doubling her measly score). I rolled in the double digits in game two - yikes! And again, barely hit the triple digit mark in game three. I could be mistaken but she may have had single digits in one of the games! We return our shoes and leave Bowlmor. All in all, bowling is a great option for a date - I'd certainly recommend it to all of you readers. Just as an FYI - my second option was going to a Jazz Club - my friend Mez suggested it...no wonder he's single.
Now comes the part of the night where I am sure most of you readers are interested in. You read through my other dribble just to see what happened at the end of the night. Did she go to the after party with him? Did the night end there? Did he go in for the good night hug? the good night kiss? the good night lay?! Well folks, the night did, in fact, end after bowling. I took the conservative route by giving a kiss on the cheek (which has probably seen a lot of action over the past week).
Saturday I shot Susie an "I had fun" text, she responded on Sunday. That doesn't bode well for a second date (unless she was playing coy).
Now my question is this. Where do the seven bachelors and the bachelorette go from here? I would love a final post with awards: -best date of the week goes to... -best dressed goes to... -best conversation goes to... -best kisser on the cheek goes to... -funniest goes to... -most polite goes to...
We could even have "razzies" -ugliest goes to... -worst date goes to... -least charming goes to... -I can't believe I had to split the bill goes to...
Do we get a 2-month update of where Susie is...maybe where the seven bachelors are? All of that would be quite interesting. Following the lives of 7 guys who all went on a date with the same girl during one fine week. Man, I think I just thought of a new movie script idea!
Oh yeah...my real name is Ryan Martinez in case there are any other single ladies who would like to go out on a date with someone who the "met" on the internet.
arsachs
· 6 months ago
I hope you washed your lips after kissing that cheek!
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First a little social commentary of my own...I don't see how all seven dates could have gone well. Yes I am sure everyone was on their best behavior for a first date, but there had to have been a personality clash somewhere. Who in the world can actually get along with seven different types of personalities? Anyway, on to my date...
(Please disregard the last paragraph because) my date went really well! I'll put it this way, I live tweeted my date throughout the night and Susie didn't think it was weird or crazy! In fact, she encouraged it. Anyone who doesn't mind that is ok in my book! That being said, this may be repeating some stuff for the people following along, so for that I apologize...
I showed up to the quaint bar Black and White on the LES about 10 minutes late, it was pouring and my cab driver was awful! Fortunately (?) she was even later - the two of us are off to a great start. She claims that it is because she fell asleep on the train back to NYC for 30 minutes, however I find it hard to believe that no one would wake her up for that long. I'll chalk that one up to wanting to show up fashionably late (which believe me I have no problem with...my bad cab driver excuse is pretty weak as well!).
I was wearing blue jeans, blue shoes (yes shoes not sneakers), a white button down that had some sort of embroidery on it, and a windbreaker type white jacket. Oh yeah, and for those who thought I would over-accessorize (Gregg), I wore my ROC belt - that's it. She wore rain boots with polka dots on them, blue jeans, and a blouse - I think it was maroon (sorry!).
On to the first round of drinks...she orders a whiskey sour (I start to like her already!) I order a Maker's and Coke. We sit at a table and small talk for a little while - where we work, what we do for fun, the weather - standard. I am pretty sure she just had the same exact conversation the four previous nights in a row so I change the subject to the evening's plans and (of course) round two. I am usually very under-prepared for things like this - I search for addresses/directions, don't make reservations, arrive late, etc; however Friday night I was over-prepared. As Susie said, I brought her socks just in case (I let her keep them at the end of the night - they were cool arguile. Who knew Duane Reade had such a quality sock section!)
I made reservations (through my good friend Lindsay - thanks!) at Bowlmor Lanes. We walked in the rain; I carried the umbrella other than when I was tweeting during which she carried it. It could have been called fairly romantic. We get to the Lanes where they ID us and the bouncer is from Susie's town - he decides to play Jewish Geography with her even though he seems about 45 years her senior. She doesn't know any of his friends. We get to the fourth floor and check in to our reservation, get to our lane and quickly order round three (on to beers - Blue Moon for her, Bud Light for me). After entering our names onto the little bowling computer (I couldn't think of a clever nickname for her quickly enough so just went with Susie), we discuss ball weights - get your minds out of the gutter! Choosing the right weight is very important - you don't want to throw out your arm bowling! She uses 8. I use 10 (during game three I decided to move up to 12). To say the least, I did not bring her bowling to try to impress her. I eeked out a little over 100 in the first game (still doubling her measly score). I rolled in the double digits in game two - yikes! And again, barely hit the triple digit mark in game three. I could be mistaken but she may have had single digits in one of the games! We return our shoes and leave Bowlmor. All in all, bowling is a great option for a date - I'd certainly recommend it to all of you readers. Just as an FYI - my second option was going to a Jazz Club - my friend Mez suggested it...no wonder he's single.
Now comes the part of the night where I am sure most of you readers are interested in. You read through my other dribble just to see what happened at the end of the night. Did she go to the after party with him? Did the night end there? Did he go in for the good night hug? the good night kiss? the good night lay?! Well folks, the night did, in fact, end after bowling. I took the conservative route by giving a kiss on the cheek (which has probably seen a lot of action over the past week).
Saturday I shot Susie an "I had fun" text, she responded on Sunday. That doesn't bode well for a second date (unless she was playing coy).
Now my question is this. Where do the seven bachelors and the bachelorette go from here? I would love a final post with awards:
-best date of the week goes to...
-best dressed goes to...
-best conversation goes to...
-best kisser on the cheek goes to...
-funniest goes to...
-most polite goes to...
We could even have "razzies"
-ugliest goes to...
-worst date goes to...
-least charming goes to...
-I can't believe I had to split the bill goes to...
Do we get a 2-month update of where Susie is...maybe where the seven bachelors are? All of that would be quite interesting. Following the lives of 7 guys who all went on a date with the same girl during one fine week. Man, I think I just thought of a new movie script idea!
Oh yeah...my real name is Ryan Martinez in case there are any other single ladies who would like to go out on a date with someone who the "met" on the internet.