Name: The Jingle Writer
Age: 54
Status: Twice-divorced. First marriage was at 36 (I think?) and lasted 13 years (again, if I remember correctly). Second was short-lived.
Job: Jingle Writer. Has written MANY things local people know and I was shocked and surprised that I knew every single one of the jingles that he rambled off. Some major earworms.
Lives: Eh, not really close to me. I would estimate the drive to be 40ish minutes door-to-door. Not ideal.
Length of Date: 3 hours
We Did: We both knew it was going to be a perfect patio night, so he agreed to come to my hood and met me at a local patio bar/restaurant about a mile from my place. I walked the dog over.
He Looked: Nice? Okay? Fine? I’m not sure how to describe his features, but let’s just say I wasn’t blown away, but I didn’t RUN away either! He’s nice and tall (6’2”) and he’s got completely white hair (which I like), and he was VERY nicely dressed and groomed. It was all good. Okay. Fine.
I Looked: Well, I always have a hard time when I have a date that’s right after work because I never have time to really primp and prep. So I always end up just touching up my makeup and sprucing up my hair and spritzing myself with something good-smelling. That said, I did the above, put on a flowy, breezy skirt and a tank top and some sandals. The dog wanted me to bring the basket that we take to the farmers market so she could ride most of the way. Ha!
First Impression: Hm. I didn’t feel chemistry. I’m honestly not sure if he’s 100% straight. I wanted to like him so much, and I really did! But I couldn’t help but have a nagging feeling about him. He also drank his first two drinks very quickly, but slowed way down to keep pace with me.
Convo: Flowed wonderfully! I enjoyed talking with him so much. He is such an interesting guy - and fairly well-known in these parts. But he’s also probably not quite over his most recent split, and I’m pretty sure he was trying to make it sound like he’s been divorced longer than he really has. Our conversation turned quickly to exes, and I wish it hadn’t. His questions were very much of the weeding-out sort, which is great. Let’s cut to the chase, right? And we talked a TON about my dog, who actually ate dinner with us. As in, we ordered her a meal! All-in-all a great talk, but…
High Point: Just knowing that he’s not a jerk.
Low Point: Feeling unsure about a lot of things, especially no spark, when I’m pretty sure he had at least a twinge for me.
How It Ended: It got late-ish (for me, anyway). I told him I had an early morning meeting with one of my celebs (which is true - I’ve been in meetings with him most of the day). He texted for his valet and offered me a ride home, but I declined, telling him that I wanted to walk. We did this funny little side hug thing and, during that funny hug he kissed me on the lips in a really lovely way, but I still felt no real sparkly-spark. He sent me a couple of texts on my walk home and I thanked him very much for dinner for the dog and me, and I sent one more text telling him I’d made it home safely, and it was kind of clear to me that he wanted to text late into the night, which would have been highly romantic, but I SO wasn’t feeling romantic, so I stopped answering his texts and went to sleep.
Chances Are: Well. Ugh. Here’s where it gets tricky. He was SUCH a nice guy that I’ve agreed to go out with him Saturday night, so the chances are 100%, even though I’m not feeling it 100%.
Date Rating: Even though it ranks 14397353% better than my last dating encounters, I’m still going to give it a B- because I think there’s something not quite there.
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