This week is our International Sales Meeting at work. It’s in preparation for our big trade show next month and it is a lot of work and preparation and blood, sweat and tears on our (counterparts and my) part…only to get somewhat torn down by our sales team. To be fair, they were really polite in yesterday’s presentations (I had an hour to present the new stuff I’ve developed for TLIC plus the additional business that I’m now responsible for), but I have an hour and a half more this afternoon for hands-on demos and more questions. We’ll see how this goes.
After work last night I had a date with Dr. D. His birthday was on Sunday and he spent the whole weekend on call and in surgery for most of that time, so I told him I wanted to take him to dinner for his birthday and he agreed (though I got to pick the place!).
The restaurant is a tiny little romantic spot tucked away in an offshoot part of downtown about 10 minutes from my place. It’s an ultra cool, funky little spot that is always busy and I’ve always wanted wanted to try this place ever since I’d heard about it - but I needed to go with a date!
I arrived a little early and Dr. D. was running a tad bit late just because he’d been late with a case, so he was rushing. I told him not to rush because that gave me some time to settle in at the bar and get to know the bartender before he arrived.
Dr. D sent a text when he was in his Uber and I asked him if he wanted me to order a drink for when he arrived, and he told me to surprise him. Jose, the bartender, and I decided to get him some kind of spicy tequila mojito somethingorother and it was perfect!
Now remember, I was wondering if I’d get the tingles, right? I was hoping for that spark. I have to tell you that this place REALLY set the tone for sparks…and when he walked in the door, all smiles and kisses hello and WHOA YOU LOOK AMAZING!! And WOW this place is GREAT! I was in…all in! I was honestly sparking all over the place! You guys, he is the sweetest, friendliest, happiest guy. He has this incredible way about him. I suppose the only way I can describe it is… bedside manner? Which completely makes sense.
We were at the bar for a little bit and soon our table was ready. We sat across from each other, which was a little bit of a bummer, but I had my sights on sitting next to him by the end of our dinner.
It’s funny. I set my mind to this. I consciously thought about how absolutely engaging this guy is. He wants to know all about me. He constantly compliments me. He makes me feel super important - even though HE is the one who is out there saving lives every day. OH and that’s the other thing…he tells me every day how much he LOVES what he does.
Dinner was delicious - dim-sum style. Every morsel was beyond. He thanked me over and over for his birthday dinner. So, so happy.
There was never a lull in the conversation. We talked and talked and talked…we both love a lot of the same things! We talked until we came to an impasse of sorts.
Now. No, we didn’t talk politics.
Guys, it was guns. He’s an avid hunter…and he’s also a concealed carrier. He owns many guns, both in his current home as well as a home he has in another state.
This is a HUGE concern with me.
Now. I will say that he’s not one of those crazy rich exotic and endangered animal hunters. I checked and double checked on that. He’s one of those people who hunts for sport and eats what he hunts and yada yada.
But I explained to him my reasoning and the fact that I’ve been around guns, have even taken hunter safety courses (required where I went to high school back in the day - can you believe?), have shot handguns before at a shooting range, etc. But after being around a mentally ill teenager (Sexy Pant’s son) who is OBSESSED with guns and always having that sick feeling in my stomach when I hear about school shootings and other mass shootings, I can’t agree with having an arsenal in the home.
We agreed to disagree, but I was a little saddened by this revelation.
Still, I wasn’t about to let it ruin our night and honestly, we dropped the subject and truly, truly enjoyed the rest of dinner.
In fact, at the end of dinner I went to the restroom and when I came back I sat myself down on the banquette next to him and we touched and kissed and it was sexy and quite tingly. Yes, it was there…I was THERE! I let everything else completely drift away and I was into it.
Sidenote, we were drinking lychee martinis at that point so I was all lubed up and verrrrry comfortable. But still, it was so, so steamy.
After dinner, he got us an Uber…a BIG one (heh) and we Ubered to my place, but I wasn’t going to invite him up. I just wasn’t quite ready for that. Plus, the dog would have jumped all over us and distracted us anyway. I had to call it a night at the door.
And I’m glad I did.
The date ended perfectly with him Ubering home and texting me sweet thank-yous the whole way.
So I’m conflicted. I now know that I have the sparks for him…regardless of his stance on guns/control. But if he turns out to be a Super Trump Thumper or a racist or something, I just can’t. That kind of thing can’t be tolerated…but that kind of thing also does not match his demeanor. He’s also kept politics out of our conversations (I have too).
Ugh, you guys. Why can’t I find someone who’s perfect? I know, I know…there are no perfect people.
But why can’t I find a situation that’s not tricky????
xox,
GS
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