Get Your Shit Together

Meet on the Ave.  She wants to go to some Korean place that’s now a teriyaki place..

“How was your weekend?

As food comes…

“So…”

“…”

“We’re probably going to have a talk, yeah?”

“I don’t know, maybe.”

“Let’s eat a bit more first.”

“Ok.”

“So when was the last time you saw your dad?”

Later..

“Feels like about time for a talk.”

“Yeah..”

“Well, one of us should probably ask a question.”

“That’s a good idea.”

“…”

“…”

“So.. it seems like we’re after different things.”  (not a question, I know)

“Hmm, pretty much.”

Later…

“So like, we have the chemistry right.  The chat, the banter, it’s all there.  And I really love making out with you.”

“There’s that.”

“But it seems like–”

“Oh, just help yourself.”

“Sorry, I know I have beef on my plate, but yours looks good.”

“Yeah, I’m not going to eat all this.  There’s probably a different spice on it.  I think it’s different beef.”

“No, it’s the same.  But if you don’t mind..”

“No, help yourself.”

“Ok, so yeah.  It seems like the basics are there, but I don’t really see a routine happening.  I’m trying to fit you into my life, and to be honest it doesn’t really seem like there’s place for me in yours.”

“You know, my friends all think I’m desperate for a boyfriend.  But really, I’m content– well, happy being alone.  That’s not the right word.”

“No I got you.  But at this point right, like, it’s so easy to break it off.  For me, I just want to go into things full-force and let them run their course.  And if you sleep together, and it doesn’t work out, so what?”

“Yeah, I’ve been there.  I just don’t want to just have it happen.. and not mean it.”

“Well hey, it’s your journey.”

Later..

“So, call me old-fashioned, but I think dating should be something where you really get to know someone before you sleep with them.”

“See, that’s not dating.  That’s courting.”

“Well, ok.  But I just don’t want to fall into sex, because I’ve done that before.  I want to..”

“Choose it?”

“Yeah.”

“See, but I don’t get how you’re supposed to know.  See like, by the first–second date/whatever, I pretty much know if I want to sleep with someone.”

“See I know on the first date if I don’t want to.”

“Well, sure, DON’T want to.  But how are you supposed to know if you do?  And that’s why I don’t really understand courting, because you’re developing the platonic-friends-sorta-side but forcing the physical side not to happen.  See, I won’t know if I really like someone until AFTER I sleep with them.”

Later…

“So, we don’t need to be friends or anything, right?  I hate it when people say that.”

“Oh sure.  Like maybe if I see you at a show, then I’ll say hi.”

“And Facebook too.  We can maybe post on each other’s walls occasionally.”

“Sure.  I’ll leave you a note on February 22nd.”

“And I’ll leave you one whenever Facebook tells me when your birthday is.”

Later..

“So, what do you want to do?  I think I might still try going to Buffalo Exchange.”

“Yeah.. well, I haven’t been home yet and need to go.”

“Mmm, yeah ok.  So.. we should probably get going.  Should we hug or something?  Not one of those creepy side hugs.”

“Nah, we can do a regular hug, just not let our crotches touch.”

“That sounds ok.”

“I take it you don’t want your teabag?”

“Nah, help yourself..”

Et cetera.

Et cetera.