Yesterday, I met TriviaMaster and JDog for a Sunday afternoon drink. We do not normally get together for a drink on Sunday; I seldom drink at all on Sundays. The impromptu gathering of friends was sparked by the fact that TriviaMaster had missed the Valentine’s Day party, and the fact that I had a very stressful week ahead. We were talking on the phone about all of this and decided a drink was in order. Once we got there, I shot JDog a text and asked if he would like to join us.
TriviaMaster, KIA and I met some time ago when I returned to Wednesday night trivia at our local sports bar after more than a two year hiatus. We all met JDog one night when Lawman (also a member of our trivia group) did not approve of me and KIA flirting back and forth. Lawman scanned the bar, and found JDog. He brought JDog over to our table to meet me. I wasn’t interested in JDog, but he proved to be a great addition to our little trivia team. Ironically, JDog and KIA hang out all the time now, and they apparently have decent luck with women. In time, we have all become pretty good friends.
Three single people gather for a drink at a bar on Sunday…that feels like the start of a joke; it is also naturally the start of a conversation about dating. While out of town for the weekend, TriviaMaster had hooked up with someone from his past. They had only flirted in the past until Saturday night. It made me laugh that, while TriviaMaster was telling us this story, JDog’s phone was ringing, and “Mom’s Cell” was displaying on his phone’s caller ID.
Soon, JDog would be paying out his tab because he had to go meet a date. Ironically, he was on a date earlier that afternoon when we invited him for a drink; moreover, prior to his arrival at the Valentine’s Day party last night, he was on a date. Three dates in twenty four hours…it is called online dating. I admit that I have tried online dating, and I can say with a large degree of certainty that I will never go there again. I think that meeting someone online takes everything meaningful out of dating, and I think that it is all too easy for a man to go from one date to the next without ever truly investing in someone. I do not fault people for online dating; it just isn’t something that interests me. I like meeting people in real life. I would rather meet one or two interesting people in a month than half a dozen people online in a weekend.
When the conversation got around to me, I had little to share in the way of dates. I had been on a date earlier that week with someone that I have known for the past couple of years. He is a classically handsome, tall, dark-haired man. He had asked me out the prior week when we crossed paths randomly. Our date was fine, but whatever it is that sparks a crush or something more just wasn’t there from my perspective.
I enjoyed my afternoon with my friends. We all agreed that we will make it to trivia night at the local sports bar on Wednesday. It has been a month since KIA, JDog, TriviaMaster and I all got together for trivia. I am looking forward to finding out how JDog’s third date of the weekend went that evening, and I am looking forward to finding out if TriviaMaster has talked any more with the girl from Saturday night. I guess it is nice to have single friends to keep me entertained while I wait to cross paths with someone special of my own.