It’s 9:30pm in Manhattan, I am just getting off a long day of work. We have decided to meet at the corner of 14th Street and 8th Avenue. I am checking my hair sense I do work in a salon and have been busy all day styling everyone. I take a look in the mirror and decide I look good and am feeling confident, ready to meet someone I have talked to once for less than a minute and have only seen 3 photos of. A profile that tells me nothing except that we are a 70% match. Here we go… I get to the meeting spot and see a guy who is skinner than his photo and has a chipped tooth. I make a mental note, this was not in the profile… I walk up to him and introduce myself as Joe because that is after all not my name but his name!… I think to myself,” this is going to be just great!” He is standing there staring into my eyes smiling. He has much more jewelry on then I expected and his hair is in need of a trim. I am being to paranoid, this is going to to be great, I keep telling myself. We decide to head downtown to a trendy coffee shop in the west village. As we are crossing the street, I run into an aquatiance. Now this is someone who if I saw in the market I would turn and run the other way. We stop and aquawardly say hello and make the kiss kiss face. The light turns green so my date and I make a run for the escape. No questions asked about that. We get to the coffee spot and find a seat, a green tea for him and a capachino for me. He picks up the bill and pays, I offer to share a piece of cake but he looks me up and down in judgement and declines because it is after all, after 7pm. I am now thinking, he must be a health nut! Will this work? I need a guy who will eat ice cream in the middle of the night just to be a rebel and go against the norm!!! We sit and sip our hot drinks in silence. I start asking him some fun no brainer questions, favorite movie, color, music, quotes, books… We find that we actually have a lot in common, The love of David Lynch movies and our shared love of reading. About an hour into our interview of dating we decide to laugh over another cup of hot drinks. At this point, I am having the time of my life. I don’t even notice the skinny guy with the chipped tooth , but a confident man who is sensitive and funny! 2 hours later we get kicked out for closing time and decide to take a midnight walk around the city. Smiles glance at each other over the moon light sky. Butterflies going through my stomach all this time wondering what he thinks of me. It seems to being going great, I am very confident that he will ask me out on another date. He offers to walk me 3 blocks out of his way to the subway. I can’t stop smiling and feeling wonderful about the date. We get to my stop and I am waiting for the question, nothing. I am waiting for a kiss, nothing. I am waiting for a wink, nothing. I get a hug… OK, I think to myself. He must be shy about what to do. I say goodnight and decide to grab a cab home, after all he did pay for coffee! A success, My first date was great and I am sure he will call! I decide to make the first move and call him the next afternoon. I leave a message saying that I know I should have waited a few days to call but I am not good at this dating thing and wanted to make sure I get a spot to see him over the weekend! Hours go by and I get a text… ” Hey thanks for the message..after thinking about it overnight i think i feel more of a friend energy..i hope u understand..i just want to be honest ” The smiley face, Really? I can’t with the smiley face!!!

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