As the title of this post indicates, I am a single black female. Some days I consider this a blessing and some days, a curse...depending on my mood, the time of day, time of month, it may be both.
So I have a blind date on Friday. I'm excited about it. My date has been described as a successful college grad, physically active, attractive and an all around nice guy. Jokingly, another friend offered a paper bag just in case I need it to get through the date - it would be to put over his head. I've been warned to get my expectations in check and to go with the flow. Basically, prepare myself if he doesn't "measure up".
I'm not expecting him to look like Denzel, Will Smith, Idris Elba, or Boris Kodjoe, but I wouldn't be disappointed either. But if he looks like Gary Coleman...that's a wrap!!
I have some "set-up" dates that have left me scratching my head and wondering why I even bother. So I am surprised by my excitement about this upcoming blind date.
Last summer another well meaning friend set me up with friend of her significant other. It didn't go well. Actually, the date didn't end well. Upon noticing a family photo in the hallway of my home, he turned to me hands up as if he wanted to play "Patty Cake", and then in his best female imitation voice says "Oh, Miss Celie". WTF? Who in the hot-assed, krispy hell on that picture looks like Miss Celie to you? Me? My mother? My sister? Don't let the door knob hit you on the way out buddy.
On another "set up", dude showed up over an hour late causing us to miss the comedy show we planned to attend. Not a good first impression. The girlfriend who set me up with this joker said she thought he was sexy. Sexy? Nothing was sexy about ole boy with a head so big he looked like a "bobble head" toy standing on my front porch. WTH?
These are only two of many that could have been episodes on BET's "Hell Date". All I needed was the the vertically challenged person outfitted in his devil costume to jump out the closet.
Keep your fingers crossed this date goes much better!
So I have a blind date on Friday. I'm excited about it. My date has been described as a successful college grad, physically active, attractive and an all around nice guy. Jokingly, another friend offered a paper bag just in case I need it to get through the date - it would be to put over his head. I've been warned to get my expectations in check and to go with the flow. Basically, prepare myself if he doesn't "measure up".
I'm not expecting him to look like Denzel, Will Smith, Idris Elba, or Boris Kodjoe, but I wouldn't be disappointed either. But if he looks like Gary Coleman...that's a wrap!!
I have some "set-up" dates that have left me scratching my head and wondering why I even bother. So I am surprised by my excitement about this upcoming blind date.
Last summer another well meaning friend set me up with friend of her significant other. It didn't go well. Actually, the date didn't end well. Upon noticing a family photo in the hallway of my home, he turned to me hands up as if he wanted to play "Patty Cake", and then in his best female imitation voice says "Oh, Miss Celie". WTF? Who in the hot-assed, krispy hell on that picture looks like Miss Celie to you? Me? My mother? My sister? Don't let the door knob hit you on the way out buddy.
On another "set up", dude showed up over an hour late causing us to miss the comedy show we planned to attend. Not a good first impression. The girlfriend who set me up with this joker said she thought he was sexy. Sexy? Nothing was sexy about ole boy with a head so big he looked like a "bobble head" toy standing on my front porch. WTH?
These are only two of many that could have been episodes on BET's "Hell Date". All I needed was the the vertically challenged person outfitted in his devil costume to jump out the closet.
Keep your fingers crossed this date goes much better!
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