Towards the end of the date, he looked like a fool in love.He couldn’t pry his eyes away from me and said he had never felt this way about a girl after a second date. There was no doubt in my mind that I’d be hearing from him again and I was right.We dated for a few months, it never got serious, but I did have fun and I truly enjoyed the time we spent together. And why did he act like such an ass when I called him, only to change his tune 5 minutes later? Maybe he was drunker than I thought and was afraid he had his beer goggles on?
It went something like this: “Hey, it’s Sabrina” “Oh, um hi.
What’s up” “Well I was just calling to see if we were still on for tonight” “Oh, um, hmm, right, um, yeah, I forgot about that.
I almost called him back to cancel the whole thing.
If the phone call was that awkward I didn’t even wanna think about how awful an actual date would be!
I looked at him, stunned, “Sorry, I forgot how pretty you are.” The only thought resounding in my head was WTF?!?