Playing 20 questions on our first date was both exhilarating and scary. It took away the awkward wonderings but dove you into the deep end head first.
He asked me, “Are you a virgin?” Yes, I replied. “Is it going to bother you that I’m not?” No.
You see, A had just finished telling me the story of how he conceived his daughter. You know the movie 3 Men and A Baby? The main character has a baby and note dropped off on his doorstep saying she’s yours. The only difference is that he had the letter show up to his parents’ house because he had just moved out of state and she was a one night stand.
So right away I find out that he had a daughter via one night stand (no judgement but a little fast to hear that).
“Why are you wearing a medical bracelet?”
First off, I have never been asked that by anyone. You either know or you don’t know. Just assume I will tell you or I won’t. But to ask the first time we have ever met is you being ignorant and an ass. I should have known then.
Remember how I told you I don’t drink alcohol? It’s because I have epilepsy (for those of you who don’t know, that means seizures and not just the kind they show on tv).
So what does that mean? What should I do in case of an emergency?
Well, if things move forward, I will let you know. (This is normally 3rd date material not date number 1.)
So, at the end of the night he asked if I wanted to walk back to his apartment to meet his dog… No, we JUST met. I said we would save that for our second date when a group of us were meeting at his place to walk to the theater.
Our first date lasted 2 hours with a bunch of questions that he asked me. I knew to come prepared on date 2 with questions for him. If he didn’t play, it’d be over. It had to be a two way street.