More Than Meets the Eye
I started my second date with this cute guy by telling an amazing story about one of my bank customers. That day, the customer – who was legally blind – came to a stop at stoplight while riding in his van with his wife when a woman came running up to them bleeding and screaming for help. A man immediately ran up behind the woman, threw her against the passenger side of the van and proceeded to stab her to death in broad daylight.
My date said, “Wow. That’s too bad.”
“Yeah,” I said. “Wouldn’t it be terrible to have that happen and not be able to help?”
“No, what I mean is, it was too bad that he’s legally blind because I imagine something like that would have been really cool to see. It’s too bad he missed it.”
I chalked it up to him being very nervous and quickly changed the subject. Previously he’d been intelligent and charming. We then went on a hike and I asked where he’d like to eat dinner. This is when he informed me that as a poor college student he didn’t have any money. I was starving since I thought the date would include a meal and since I’m not the type that expects the guy to pay every time anyway, I told him I’d pay. I ordered a large salad, while he got the most expensive steak on the menu.
We went to his place to watch a movie but he kept insisting that we watch Transformers, the cartoon movie from the ’80s, not the recent blockbuster, telling me that it was the greatest movie ever. We ended up watching TV instead and at one point I turned to him to say something and he cut me off with a blunt, “Don’t talk to me, I’m thinking.” At this point I realized that he might have some deeper issues, so I shut up. Ten minutes later he said, “OK, I’ve been thinking about all the signals you’ve been giving me tonight, and I’ve decided that you want me to kiss you.” I politely told him that he was mistaken and asked him to take me home.
