Name: Secret Agent Man
Age: 52
Status: Single. Divorced since 2014. Just out of a girlfriend situation (of 9 months)
Job: He does secret spy-type stuff that I can’t really tell you about - he gave me some examples of what he does, but could not get specific. Let’s just say it’s a very, very intriguing job that’s part of a long list of sexy jobs (including firefighter - we’ll get to that later…)
Lives: In a loft in a nearby neighborhood
Length of Date: 2.5 hours
We Did: Met for afternoon cocktails which turned into a late lunch. Talked and talked. Tried some appetizers. Talked some more. Spit an entree. Talked even more!
He Looked: Knock-me-over KNOCK OUT! I mean, his pictures were very nice, but in person…va, va, VOOM! Tall (6’4” - maybe even 6‘5”?), dark…the works. He wore a sport coat over a white dress shirt and jeans. V. nice shoes. Glasses. Salt & pepper hair and beard. Did I mention tall? Not only that, he’s built like a MF-ing brick house! At one point he got up to use the restroom and I almost fainted when he walked away. Stunningly handsome.
I Looked: Thank goodness I’d dressed to impress. I have to admit, I wore the same sexy dress I wore on my first date with Ricky the week before. I mean, if it’s good enough to make a guy smitten once it might be worth another try, right?
First Impression: Well, beyond the fact that he’s so damn HOT, he just has an amazing presence. He is noticeable, which is quite interesting considering his job is to stay behind the scenes and do secret stuff - how does that work? My first impression? WANT.
Convo: Intriguing. His Bumble profile said he didn’t want to waste a lot of time texting back and forth because you don’t know if you have chemistry until you’re face-to-face, so I pushed for a meeting fairly quickly because I just thought it was the right thing for us to do. I’d done a bit of research on him as he had me, so we were off and running just about as soon as I sat down. Also, our waiter looked just like Keanu Reeves, and Secret Agent Man was kind of into that (which, huh?), and he kept referring to Keanu Reeves bringing us more drinks, etc. But we also talked about family - and relationships (he’s recently out of one - it’s been years now for me), you know, the youzh. And we talked about both of our careers and some travel and future plans. We talked whisky and my upcoming trip to Scotland (he did NOT invite himself, thank you very much). We talked dogs - and he got emotional when he told me about his dog’s recent surgery and subsequent rehab - he also checked in on webcam and with his dog-sitter several times while we were on our date. We talked working out and his caveman/tire flipping stuff (so that’s where that physique comes from). Seems like the only thing we didn’t discuss was when we’d see each other again.
High Point: Discovering that there are STILL men in this town who surprise, challenge, and delight me beyond what I was expecting.
Low Point: I will discuss that in a moment…
How It Ended: We decided it was time to go when he felt like he needed to get home to his dog and I did too! He also decided that I didn’t need to walk the mile home that I’d walked over - especially not in my strappy wedges. I wouldn’t have minded, but I was also pretty thrilled that he offered. He went to the valet stand and opened his wallet to give them his ticket and a tip and I saw a glint of his badge (!!!). We got in the car and he shuffled around with the music and a Katy Perry song came on…that he SANG along with and it made me laugh so hard because it was so cute - here was this big, smoking hot, burly man singing Katy Perry! We got to my apartment and he got out of the car to walk me to the building. Once we got inside the foyer we noticed that the marble floor was all wet! And it smelled like something was burning. The guy from the cafe came out and he told me that there’d been a FIRE! Six fire trucks showed up!! It had been in my neighbor Karen’s apartment and luckily she was OK, but the whole building smelled pretty bad and the elevators weren’t working and it was a little bit of chaos as I was trying to say goodbye to Secret Agent Man. As we said goodbye he gave me a hug and a small peck - on the lips…which I thought was kind of significant seeing that there was so much going on and I was concerned for my dog and not really paying attention! As he was walking out the door he said, “You know, this is the kind of stuff that I love. I used to be a firefighter!” I mean…swoon …of course you were! After I took the stairs to my floor and got inside my apartment I found a traumatized dog, to say the least! I got her calmed down and changed my clothes so I could take her for a walk and I wanted to thank S.A.M. for taking me out and also give him an update on the situation. So I sent him a text thanking him and telling him about all of the drama surrounding my dog, and he did text back saying “my pleasure” about the date and to have a good evening. But I also wanted to know about his dog as well - apparently the poor dog had tried to move from his bed and was kind of stuck on the concrete floor with no traction. Long story, we had a text or two - no biggie. BUT..and this is a long way of getting to my Low Point bullet: I checked on Bumble this morning and he’d UNMATCHED me. HUH? I thought that the date went swimmingly!!
Chances Are: I have NO idea. I’d love to see him again, but if he doesn’t feel the same way, I’d understand. I certainly can’t go getting my hopes up every single week, now can I? I will say that I found a photo of the ladder fire truck that was against my building putting out the fire yesterday (someone had posted it on FB), so I sent it to him today. He answered with a WOW!!! - yes, three exclamation points and I’d asked him how his Monday was going and he answered that his Monday was OK so far, but did not ask me how my day was going. I will not be initiating any more texts in the near future!
Date Rating: To me it was an A. If nothing else, I will savor the memory of going out with the hottest man in town.
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