I tried out the site CrazyBlindDate with a friend, we’d heard about it and decided we were the crazy-types.  Really, it’s premise couldn’t be better.  You log on, indicate when you are free, set minimal criteria, and bam – they send you out on a blind date.  There is no prior communication, preventing heightened expectations.  Of course, your chances of landing a dud are high, but if you would be satisfied by a few hours spent out of the house, you’ll always win.  We arrived at a local HoleInTheWall at our designated time, two meet two guys – Snoozer and ArtGeek.  If you can judge people by appearances, Snoozer is a total naive sweetheart, who is likely too icky-drippy to actually entertain me for any length of time.  Everything he said was done with a slight inflection at the end of his sentence.  I couldn’t tell if he was asking me about these stories, or just enjoying the sing-songy quality of his own voice.  This, however, was the most interesting thing coming out of his mouth, and it grew annoying rapidly.  Snoozer should have been full of wonderful stories – he’d been in the PeaceCorp for 2 years, stationed in Africa; he recently bought a house and was doing the home improvements himself; he speaks multiple languages and teaches elemantary school.  However, Snoozer couldn’t come up with one interesting thing about any of these.  The most he said about his time in the PeaceCorps was “There is so much beauty.” BORING.  I almost couldn’t stand to be there any longer.

Luckily, ArtGeek had been granted with the gift of conversation – he was pretty great to talk to.  He wasn’t awful looking, he was a bit too artsy for my tastes, but I bet I could have gotten used to it.  ArtGeek was interested in such a wide variety of things, science, music, film, to name a few.  But, man could he tell a story.  Seemed like he was an adventure-buff, ar at least not afraid to blaze his own trail once in a while just to see what happened.

After the date was over I received a note from both of them.  I couldn’t even come up with a response to Snoozer, so I didn’t.  But ArtGeek, I thought it would be fun to hang out again – even not as a date, just to chat.  It seemed like he agreed, as that was his suggestion.  So I responded, and indicated by agreement.  That was the last communication we had.

Why did he even write to suggest that we get together again if he didn’t mean it?  If he did mean it, why was he scared off by my approval?