He wanted to pick me up at my apt, so I had him pick me up outside my complex. (Like I want him coming to my apartment) When I got in the car, he asked me if I liked Mexican food and then asked if I had heard of a place called Gringos. (I've been there a few times! ) Off to Stafford we went.
He talked about his kids, how many dates he goes on, his family (they all live on the same street) and of course, motorcycles. The rides he just went on, the new mirrors he got for his bike, the tires, speed....you name it! UGH!
At the restaurant, we had to wait about 20 minutes, not too bad, but that gave us more time for motorcycle talk! YAY! My fave!
Once we were seated, I literally ate like 2 baskets of chips. (That green sauce is SO good!) Plus I was being talked AT, not TO, so what else is a girl to do!?!?!?
He talked about his old house, how his ex-wife has it (she's apparently the spawn of Satan) and how he really wishes he still had that house. He kept dropping hints for me to ask him what happened with ex's 1 and 2, but I didn't because I really just don't care. I'm not interested in being wife #3......
He did ask me when my birthday was (It's April 11) and then asked me what I was doing. (I don't know what I am doing yet, haven't really had time to plan it out yet. I thought about going to Vegas, but I got so busy with work that I didn't get that trip planned.) I might have told a little white lie that I am going out of town..don't judge.....you would have lied too!
Finally dinner was over and he took me home. I got out. He didn't bother to get out to give me a hug or anything. Just "talk to you later." Fine by me. The best part of the date was dinner!
I haven't really heard from him this week. Maybe he got the hint that I was not interested. Poor frog.....
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