Would you be willing to meet me halfway?

Ok, so there’s a story connected with this question. We can call it “Nice Shoes Wanna…”

I met someone randomly while I was out one evening one winter, so this is part of an inside joke that a select few people know about, however not blogged about previously.

Meeting people while I’m out and about is not completely uncommon for me, but in this particular situation it was a bit of a rarity. I never approach or date, etc any guy I’d meet in a bar.

Oh god.

We ended up hanging out. He invited me to travel out of state with him (the first night I met him). He insisted we have sex.

I said this was not going to happen. That’s not my style.

Additionally style wise, I noticed too late that he was wearing Ed Hardy shoes and a belt. Had I seen those when I’d met him it would have been an automatic dis-qualifier.

While I knew it wouldn’t be happily ever after with said guy, the night wasn’t terrible. I just was never going to sleep with him.

He texted me the next day friend-like. It was sounding semi sane of him. (Also uncommon for men I’ve gone out with after we go out. But that’s another story.)

He asked me if I’d be interested in hanging out and watching a movie. I am always open to new friendships of diverse walks of life. We might not have everything in common but that’s not always a bad thing.

I told him that as long as he understood there were ground rules- mainly reiterating that we were not going to have sex- that I could do that.

His response?
“Would you meet me halfway and give me head?”

Seriously?
Yes, he seriously asked me this.

Summation: Yeah… um… wow. Gotta love dating in Los Angeles right? The worst part? I was sober when I picked this guy out. Good going me! /doh

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