I was in the car on my way downtown to meet date #1 for coffee. My stomach felt funny, and I wanted to go back.
Thankfully, Rachel was driving and flat out refused to turn around: “Laura, this is good and you’ll have fun! How bad could it be?”
I immediately remembered an incident five years ago…
I met him in an English Lit class. He was cute, well dressed, made intelligent comments on Victorian poetry, and smiled a lot. Not bad, right?
Friday night we decided to go ice-skating. We get our skates on, and set foot on the ice… He immediately grabbed hold of me in desperation not to fall. He failed to mention that he had never skated before. EVER.
Within 5 minutes, in the cold arena, he was drenched in sweat.
Within 20 minutes, he had fallen on his chin, cut it, and was bleeding (He refused to end the skating early, and to his credit continued to try his very best to stay on his feet).
25 minutes later, he fell on his chin AGAIN. This time, there was a gash in his chin and there was blood EVERYWHERE.
After finding a first aid kit and bandaging his head, he said that he should get home and call his doctor. We left the ice rink, and didn’t see each other until class on Monday.
He got 16 stitches.
How bad could it be, Rachel says? Let’s not talk about the options. Besides, it was only coffee and no ice rinks, right?
I found a table and began to read BBC news while waiting for this guy I didn’t know while trying not to remember every detail of the ice-skating chin date.
I looked up and there he was walking into the coffee shop. He was about 5’11”, had a thick scraggly beard and was wearing an earth-toned wool shirt and contagious smile.
“Are you LauraEllen?”
The date was so fun! Conversation was easy, and we chatted for 3 hours mostly about history, hiking, books, and ultimate frisbee. He’s hiked all over the world, played Ultimate Frisbee all over the world, failed a self-made survival trip in Canada (he underestimated the cold), has a degree in philosophy, computer science, GIS, and is just completing a high school teaching certification in history.
Date #1, Check!