The Non Date

I had met an acquaintance at the gym. He came to the gym allot and we chatted every now and then. I won't give him a name.

Just before we moved to Somerset he asked me to meet him at a chain restaurant/bar for happy hour with him and his friends. I figured that it was a good size group and it may be fun, meet some new people and get out for the night. So I chose to go. Pat didn't have a problem with it, why would he.

So I showed up and he was already there. Alone. I can't remember why his friends couldn't come out but it weirded me out that it was just the two of us. We chit chatted for a short while, he drank god know what (but it was WAY too alcoholic) I drank Sprite as I don't drink much and Never when I have to Drive. I just implied that he was drunk. Let me clarify, He was far from it.

Shortly after I arrived the conversation got strange, gross really. He started telling me that he liked to sleep with married women. Um really, because I really don't see that working as a pick up line. He went on to tell me about his intimacy issues, he apparently could not sleep with the women for more then 6 months. To top off this brilliant confession he let me know that he couldn't actually sleep with the girl he had been dating for a while. Had I ever considered cheating? Um no.

Why was I still there? Pat asked me for a steak quesedilla and I was waiting for it to come out. Restaurants have a knack for determining when your hungry or if you want to make a run for it, It takes extra long to cook. As I was waiting I was amusing myself by letting him know that he needed to see a psychologist and that he was a freak, I would say I'm not sure why he stayed but maybe he thought he still had a shot. ( I usually refuse to admit that he wanted to sleep with me, it's just too gross).

When the Quesadilla finally came I paid and as I was leaving (he walked me to the door, how nice) he said that he hoped he didn't offend me and that we should still be friends.

I Went home and Pat had a good laugh at my 'non-date'. Come to think of it so did my evil brother in law. I'm still not sure why I seemed to be the only one grossed out.