I am back on the dating scene! Yikes, it's just as scary as I remember it being...just kidding. It's okay. But I have had three (3) dates now with three different men since I became single once more, and how it worked out with the issues in the subject header, so I thought I'd share. This is not a fascinating topic or post, but comments are welcome.
First date: I forgot about the whole door opening thing. I practically trampled him without meaning to because I was entering a building in my usual fashion, ie, whoever gets to the door first opens it, and I was slightly in front of him, and I didn't realize he was stepping forward to get the door
for me til he was basically underfoot. Very embarrassing.
When the waitress brought the check, he scooped it up before it hit the table with one hand and reached for his wallet with the other. Fast mover. I said, "Hey, you wanna split the check?" He glared at me. He said, "You're not a member of NOW, are you?" "Um, no," I said. "Well, the last woman I took out on a date was and she DEMANDED we split the check." "Oh," I said. "Well. I just thought I'd ask."
"No," he said.
Second date: I remembered the whole door opening thing from the first date so I kind of hung back as we approached the entrance. Date no. 2 kind of hung back too when he noticed I was doing so, and shot me a distinctly puzzled look as we slowed to a crawl just in front of the door. Ha ha. Obviously my timing stinks with this whole door thing.
After coming back to our table from the ladies' room, I said, "Check, please?" to our waitress. She said, "Oh, he already took care of it." Fast mover--I couldn't have been gone more than a few minutes. "Next time, er, assuming there is one, it's my turn," I said. He smiled at me and shook his head.
Third date: I deliberately showed up ten minutes early so I would already be in the restaurant before he arrived, thereby avoiding the entire door situation. However, I feel this is just putting off the inevitable since I probably won't be able to pull that off every single time in the future. I need a better plan.
When the check came I scooped it up in one hand this time and started to dig my wallet out of my purse with the other hand. He in turn plucked the check from my grasp and said, "Put that thing away," meaning my wallet. "Really," I said, "we should split the check." "No," he said. "I'd really like to," I persisted. "Stop it," he said. I'm going to keep asking, but I'm thinking it's not getting me anywhere--am I asking in the wrong way? I thought men were dying to have women offer to pick up at least half the tab...
