
Another case of the picture being much better then the actual package. So Amir... Persian guy. Great emails, great IM's, good conversation, cute pictures. Okay, check check check. So time to set up a date right? Well I can now add another condition to my meeting people. Don't meet them when you are staying at a hotel for business. Too easy to go make out after the date. Which we did.
So we decided to meet up at the sushi bar at the hotel. He came in and here were my very first observations. Much skinnier then pictures. Much whiter then pictures. Comes closer. Head bald due to losing hair, not clippers. He smiles and he could definitely use a invisaline for a month or two. Okay, let the date begin. He is slightly awkward. He is a mechanical engineer and makes computer parts... sorry, designs computer parts and then has them executed by others. Real smart. Awkward smart. Conversation a tad forced at first. I was drinking green tea and when the waitress came up he ordered a long island ice tea. Thats strange isnt it? Okay, so I ordered a beer. And another, and another. Damn, passed my drink limit. Well now we are having GREAT conversation, alcohol induced.
So after dinner and many drinks we left and just naturally headed to my room. Oh boy. So we get there and pretty much start making out on my bed. He tried to take of clothing but I wouldnt let him. He did make his way down town and did do a fabulous job of that... And then.... HE TOOK HIS SHIRT OFF. Holy shit I have never seen someone with that much hair on his body. I have just been making out with the BEAR. Seriously, how unfortunate that God, Science, Hereditary circumstance takes all the hair away from a man's head and puts it all over their goddamn body. It was such a shocker that I didnt even know where to look. Dont look at it, look at the TV, oh god, dont stare... Talk about a mood buster.
Well, action died, I said I had to work early the next day and should probably get some sleep... did he want to stay, he said he wasn't tired yet so I should probably get my sleep. I said, okay! night night.
I think I am starting to sound shallow at this point with dates. But needless to say, there was not a second date. He lived in San Jose anyway.
Hilarious...a bear. Was he at least soft and cushiony?
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