First Dates

I have a date tonight at 6pm. We’re meeting at California Pizza Kitchen. She insisted that I choose where we eat because I’m the one with dietary restrictions. I’m fine with that. She tried to tell me that she’s paying, but I like splitting on first dates. We decided on us both paying for our own meals, but if the waiter forgets to give us separate checks, she’s paying. I told her I wouldn’t let the waiter forget.

First dates are so weird. Normally I would be more nervous, but we’ve been texting all week and the conversations have been diverse and easy to continue; I’m hoping that dinner will feel the same. I thought I knew what I was wearing, but now it’s raining and it’s a tad cooler than it has been all summer.

She is shorter than I am. I think I’ve had a mix of heights in my past relationships, although my more serious ones are always with people who are shorter than I am. I don’t have a preference and I am of average height myself, so I don’t run into many women who refuse to date me because of my height. There are some weirdos out there though that insist on only dating taller/shorter women, whatever they prefer.

The thing that has surprised me the most while talking to this woman is how similar we are in our thought processes. We have both established that we are also more assertive and willing to speak up if it is concerning a topic we know well. We are both straightforward and sometimes can come across as rude or too blunt for other people. Additionally, it’s interesting to text with someone who writes just as much in each message. I am known for writing paragraphs and she is also delivering the same word count. I’m excited to see how dinner goes.

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