Here it is on a Friday night, and I'm going on a pity date.
What's a pity date you ask? Well, tonight I'm going out with a guy that I kinda dated a while back, but didn't really click with. I haven't seen him in ages, and I sorta felt bad after canceling on him so often. Tonight, we're going to call him.... Billy. Billy is a good name for him.
Last night I was out drinking with the Boy, and I'm willing to admit that I was pretty hung over this morning. I was working this afternoon and just got home so I'm fairly tired too. Good thing Billy lives kinda far away, so we can call it an early night.
Why am I going on a pity date? Because I'm not very good at saying "no, you don't interest me like that." Strange sounding, I know, but it's one of my failings as a bad dater. Or maybe it's a strength as a bad dater. I'm not sure which, but there it is. And he called and he asked, and I've said no about a dozen times, and I guess he gets points for persistence.
Frankly, I'd rather be out with Curly. Or just napping on the couch. But then again, I don't get paid this week, and hey, free meal. And yes, maybe that's a little shallow, but I know I'm not the only one that does it.
Thinking of, I've been updating my blogroll, and there are some new additions in there. If you read Bad Dates and like it, and you have a blog of your own, feel free to drop me a line via e-mail or leave a note in the comments.
Anyhow, updates tomorrow. Next week we're going to take a look at bad ideas in dating. If you have a particular pet peeve let me know that one too, and we'll discuss next week. My personal least favorite idea? "Let's take a break."