Tuesday, April 18, 2006

One of the funniest (saddest) dates I've ever had

Tonight I was supposed to have French class, but the teacher from another class came in and apologized; our teacher would be late, but she didn't know how late. After 35 minutes, I figured I'd waited long enough and took off. After all, I was going to be rushing to make my football (soccer)-watching date with Cyrille. I took a cab home, where we were going to meet before heading out to watch the game at a nearby bar. Cyrille showed up with wine, for which I thanked him, and then headed out the door. We walked to the bar, where the TV was pretty small, and Cyrille admitted he brought the wine because he thought we were going to watch at my place. I felt a little bad for misunderstanding, even though I thought I'd made it intentionally pretty clear that I wanted to watch in the bar, but my guilt got the best of me and I said we could go back home to watch it. I also didn't pick Cyrille for being crafty enough to fake a misunderstanding of location just to get me back at my place. I'm still not sure if I was right or wrong about that one. When we got back home, he reminded me of the rules and tried to teach me some more stuff in French...and then he started puttin' on the moves. These were classic texbook moves, too, and I was a little charmed until I decided I'd had enough and shut him down. This brought on a slew of apologies from him, which I thought was ok at first until it just got ridiculous. It got even more ridiculous when I learned the reason why he felt so bad. Turns out he is interested in another girl and doesn't want his friends to find out anything about us hanging out, for fear it'll ruin his chances with her. Talk about pathetic! Ten minutes ago you basically wanted to sleep with me, and now you're telling me that you want me to not tell anybody we even saw each other at all tonight!? So sad. Oh, well, at least he cut right to the chase -- I don't have to spend any more time dating him to find out if I'm interested. Next!

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