Take Two...
Last night I had a date. It wasn't a romantic date mind you. Just an outing between two friends. Yesterday was my day off. Homophobic narrow-minded person and I made plans to hang out together. I tried to find something fun we could do. I decided that we could go to the Comedy Improv. I have never been to see a stand up comedian and I thought it would be something we both could enjoy. Plus we would not have to talk much. Usually are discussions turn political and eventually heated. They are bad enough over the phone so I was not wanting to experience one in person.
Anyway, the comedy was not scheduled to begin until 7:30 pm. So he volunteered to come over early and help me put my elliptical together. I told him he did not need to do that, but he did anyway. Actually he did not help me put it together. He put it together all by himself. I just read the directions to him. Of course Oliver had to participate too. He played with the bubble wrapping and got in the way. Sniffed around everything and was a general nuisance. But we enjoyed his presence none the less.
By the time the elliptical was put together, we did not have time to get dinner before the show. We decided to grab something at the show if it was possible. We played a little with Oliver before heading to the comedy club. I had already reserved and bought our tickets for the show online the day before, we just needed to be there by 7 pm. We ended up leaving later than we should have. Being late caused us to have a little argument in the car. I swear it sounded like we were married.
We arrived about 10 minutes after seven. We were seated at a table with 3 other couples. Luckily we could still order dinner so we did. We both were starving so we ordered an appetizer first...good thing too. Being how I had never been to a comedy club before, I had no idea the comedians came out back to back. So while we had time to eat our appetizer before the show began, I never got to eat my actual meal. Of course that did not stop homophobic narrow-minded person. He wolfed down his dinner and then asked me if I was gonna eat mine. I had planned on it. But when I almost choked on a fry while listening to the second comedian perform, I decided to wait.
The main attraction was a comedian I never heard of called Nick DiPaolo. Homophobic narrow-minded person liked his politics. He laughed at pretty much everything the comedian had to say. He complained afterwards that his stomach muscles ached from laughing so much. While I did find the comedian funny, I obviously did not laugh as hard. My stomach did not ache but maybe it is because it contains mostly fat and not muscles.
When the show was over and we started to leave, we forgot to pay our bill. We immediately went back up to take care of the bill. On the way back to my apartment I almost killed us by accidentally running a red light while I was looking and talking to him. He told me I could never criticize his driving again. I told him I never have criticized his driving. He has never driven me anywhere...well not in a car away. Now mentally crazy is a whole other blog.
He briefly stayed at my apartment watching the last half of The L Word with me. Then he left itching to get back to his marathon of 24. We made plans to get together on my next day off...Thursday. He leaves on Friday so I want to spend more time with him before he goes.
I thanked him for his "help" with the elliptical and told him to drive carefully backed to the campus. Our second encounter was actually quite pleasant and fun. As much as he has aggravated me over the phone I was worried we would strangle each other in person. I am glad my fears have been unfounded. Of course there is still time....
3 Comments:
I think he prefers the safety of the phone. That way I can't deck him and mess up is dainty features. HA!
But yeah, we had a good time together. At least I did. I can't speak for him. Ollie liked him. So I guess that is a plus.
Yeah, I had a good time that night. I wanted to start a heated argument with you, but I thought it would be safer to just key your car instead.
I KNEW IT WAS YOU! You bastard! I will be sending your ass a bill.
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