So let me rant a little about my blind date. My mom and her friend are planning this blind date for a few months. I normally reject anything my mom sets up form me because they are awkward in nature, but lately I have been feeling good so I said "ok".
My mom is juiced. I can see she is formulating my wedding party and what she wants to wear. She says, "do you want me to come on the date with you?" I tell her is she wants to she can come, I dont really care. She thought that it might be too much so she declines. Puh haha. I dont think it would have mattered.
So in the next month my mom's friend is calling me and asking me questions about my life. She then explains what kind of guy he was. So basically he manages an office, and he lives at home. He doesnt ever go out, and she doesnt want him to find a wife in Korea.....
Oh no, that is the kiss of death. Korean men, go to Korea to find a wife is like ordering a bride. So there must be something wrong in this situation. I already know, but who knows it might be different.
Anyway, I tell him to meet me at sturbucks. Its safe, its public and coffee is fast.
I go to starbucks, and I am starving because its 7:30 and my friends are all eating dinner at the moment without me text messaging me to come obva. He was late and we start talking about his life. I dont know what to say. Thats nice, I respond.
"So are your parents pushing you to get married?" He asks me.
I fumble to find the right words. "No, my parents are cool. They want me to be happy. So how is your aunt (my mom's friend)?"
"I am embarrassed to say that I dont know. I havent talked to her for ages."
In my head I am so mad, I dont know why, maybe because I feel like he should of have known his aunt, who my mom adores and is the reason why I was there. So simple, "thats a shame. She is cool."
"Oh so what time is it?"
Sheesh, only half and hour has gone by, seems like hours. He tells me he likes anime, but not the hard core stuff.... what the... what does that mean!!!
He then gives me a gift, a stuff animal. I thank him and then I dont know what to say. So he excuses himself and then he says he has to go. its 8:16. Thank God. I run to my car and go home.
I guess it doesnt seem so bad, but it was so awkward. He was a nice quy, but I dont really like nice guys. I feel awful and stuck up, but that is how I feel. Oh well. Thanks for letting me rant.