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Let me preface this by saying a few days ago I asked in the beginners for a few tips for this date and tried to employ them last night. Unfortunately my core fundamentals are pretty poor so it possibly came off as a bit odd. I also need to say I live on an island of 90,000 people (Isle of Man) and meeting truly NEW people is a challenge just by itself! Everybody knows everybody in some way!
So I meet up with this girl, we'll call her BigK (she actually isn't big, she's 5'1 and slim), for a pre-arranged meal at a casual Italian place. We'd both agreed on this because it wasn't too expensive, it was casual and we'd both never been there before. 19:45 she meets me outside Iceland. We embrace and I kiss her on the cheek. With one hand still on her waist I tell say:
"You look stunning... almost as good as me!" *wink*
She laughs and I say, "but seriously, you do" and she thanks me.
We start walking to the Italian and she immediately asks me how my day was, I tell it was fine, good and I turn it back on her and ask her what trouble she's been getting into. She tells me no trouble, just that she's been really busy. I use a line from this site then, "I don't believe you, that angelic face isn't fooling me" with what I'd hoped was a cheeky sexy smile. She laughs and reiterates no trouble. She mentions something to do with something making her taste like peaches (I don't remember what) and I ask:
"Don't you already taste like peaches?"
Her reply "That sounds a bit dirty"
Me "Well you've just made it dirty!"
Her "Oookay, moving on!".
We talk a little more about work and she asks me what I do. I use something else from here and say, "All sorts of things" (technically true); she pushes "Such as...?" Me: "I satisfy people's needs". At this point she states she thinks she's in the wrong job because she had someone emailed her details of a pornstar/modelling site and out of curiosity she had a look. Turns out all the models were really ugly, so she reckoned if that was all it took to be one, she'd get a job really easily. I tell her I had assumed she was a sexy secretary, which she immediately shot down by saying being a secretary would really bore her. She likes a job that challenges her (in retrospect, what she was really telling me is that she likes a man that challenges her too). She asked me again about my job, which I told her and it immediately deflated the whole thing (my job IS incredibly dull and really not a challenge).
So we're in the Italian waiting to get seated. She expresses horror at me just having water (she was driving so had coke). I'm honest and just say I don't drink as much any more (I really don't). Then and when we were seated, the conversation seems good. There are a few areas where I know I messed up, in retrospect. For instance, she asked me if I had a healthy appetite - the correct answer was yes, but instead I foolishly tell her I've been watching my weight and have been on a keto diet for the last 3 months. She again expresses horror and informs me that keto/Atkins makes you smell really bad because her Dad did Atkins. She then launches into a diatribe about the kind of guy she wants isn't skinny, or a hunk, but someone who loves their food (she later showed me a meme that said something like "big men cuddle better" or something). I'm neither a hunk nor skinny, so really I should have been her type, but the whole diet thing really really put her off. I did try to rescue it by saying I was less strict with it now (which is true), but the damage was done I feel.
We talked about tattoos and how her ex had her name tattooed on him. She threw me a test question about what names were acceptable as tattoos - the correct answer was family; I said family. Plus points there then. The conversation moves to her passion for kids. She wants a family but she's also quite high up in her company, despite being only 21 so she feels a little stuck in continuing the career or stopping for kids. I suggest at her age, there is time to do both.
She gave my stick about my shoes which she liked but still referred to them as, "shit flickers" due to their shape.
We paid not quite half and half - I paid a bit more because she had offered me a lift home. I enquired as the night was still young (it was) if she'd like to do something else before taking me home. She said no and then listed all the reasons (the current time, the time taken to drive there and back etc). We're driving back and she's got the music on full blast - the car is warm, but its very cold by this point. She'd asked me about taking some photos of her, so I enquire about what kind. She tells me she wants some sexy ones, but she wasn't going to tell me the ideas she had while I was sat next to her in the car, but another time. I suggest maybe we can incorporate some horror movies (both love them) into next time. She is evasive and gives me a maybe. Music back up.
Okay final bit (its getting a bit long) so she drops me outside my place and she tells me the building and flat she grew up in. Turns out, it is the exact same flat I now currently live in. As I said before, its a small island. So we have a laugh about that. I tell her she'll have to come in sometime. Another "maybe". At this point the phone is out and she's Snapchatting. I figure I might get some kind of thanks and goodbye embrace but nothing. So I get out, she says she'll message me later (she didn't, but I knew she wouldn't) and off she goes.
Still, the food was good!
So I meet up with this girl, we'll call her BigK (she actually isn't big, she's 5'1 and slim), for a pre-arranged meal at a casual Italian place. We'd both agreed on this because it wasn't too expensive, it was casual and we'd both never been there before. 19:45 she meets me outside Iceland. We embrace and I kiss her on the cheek. With one hand still on her waist I tell say:
"You look stunning... almost as good as me!" *wink*
She laughs and I say, "but seriously, you do" and she thanks me.
We start walking to the Italian and she immediately asks me how my day was, I tell it was fine, good and I turn it back on her and ask her what trouble she's been getting into. She tells me no trouble, just that she's been really busy. I use a line from this site then, "I don't believe you, that angelic face isn't fooling me" with what I'd hoped was a cheeky sexy smile. She laughs and reiterates no trouble. She mentions something to do with something making her taste like peaches (I don't remember what) and I ask:
"Don't you already taste like peaches?"
Her reply "That sounds a bit dirty"
Me "Well you've just made it dirty!"
Her "Oookay, moving on!".
We talk a little more about work and she asks me what I do. I use something else from here and say, "All sorts of things" (technically true); she pushes "Such as...?" Me: "I satisfy people's needs". At this point she states she thinks she's in the wrong job because she had someone emailed her details of a pornstar/modelling site and out of curiosity she had a look. Turns out all the models were really ugly, so she reckoned if that was all it took to be one, she'd get a job really easily. I tell her I had assumed she was a sexy secretary, which she immediately shot down by saying being a secretary would really bore her. She likes a job that challenges her (in retrospect, what she was really telling me is that she likes a man that challenges her too). She asked me again about my job, which I told her and it immediately deflated the whole thing (my job IS incredibly dull and really not a challenge).
So we're in the Italian waiting to get seated. She expresses horror at me just having water (she was driving so had coke). I'm honest and just say I don't drink as much any more (I really don't). Then and when we were seated, the conversation seems good. There are a few areas where I know I messed up, in retrospect. For instance, she asked me if I had a healthy appetite - the correct answer was yes, but instead I foolishly tell her I've been watching my weight and have been on a keto diet for the last 3 months. She again expresses horror and informs me that keto/Atkins makes you smell really bad because her Dad did Atkins. She then launches into a diatribe about the kind of guy she wants isn't skinny, or a hunk, but someone who loves their food (she later showed me a meme that said something like "big men cuddle better" or something). I'm neither a hunk nor skinny, so really I should have been her type, but the whole diet thing really really put her off. I did try to rescue it by saying I was less strict with it now (which is true), but the damage was done I feel.
We talked about tattoos and how her ex had her name tattooed on him. She threw me a test question about what names were acceptable as tattoos - the correct answer was family; I said family. Plus points there then. The conversation moves to her passion for kids. She wants a family but she's also quite high up in her company, despite being only 21 so she feels a little stuck in continuing the career or stopping for kids. I suggest at her age, there is time to do both.
She gave my stick about my shoes which she liked but still referred to them as, "shit flickers" due to their shape.
We paid not quite half and half - I paid a bit more because she had offered me a lift home. I enquired as the night was still young (it was) if she'd like to do something else before taking me home. She said no and then listed all the reasons (the current time, the time taken to drive there and back etc). We're driving back and she's got the music on full blast - the car is warm, but its very cold by this point. She'd asked me about taking some photos of her, so I enquire about what kind. She tells me she wants some sexy ones, but she wasn't going to tell me the ideas she had while I was sat next to her in the car, but another time. I suggest maybe we can incorporate some horror movies (both love them) into next time. She is evasive and gives me a maybe. Music back up.
Okay final bit (its getting a bit long) so she drops me outside my place and she tells me the building and flat she grew up in. Turns out, it is the exact same flat I now currently live in. As I said before, its a small island. So we have a laugh about that. I tell her she'll have to come in sometime. Another "maybe". At this point the phone is out and she's Snapchatting. I figure I might get some kind of thanks and goodbye embrace but nothing. So I get out, she says she'll message me later (she didn't, but I knew she wouldn't) and off she goes.
Still, the food was good!
i did some more approaches this week, nothing doing so will have to get the numbers up, you too i hope.