Okay. So upon reflection maybe I was a little harsh and rash in the blog I wrote last night and just recently posted.
It was a first date and on the grand scheme of first dates it wasn't that bad.
He wasn't creepy. He didn't try to stiff me for his part of the bill. He didn't ask me to fart on/for him. It could have been much worse.
But in the end I felt like I was on a date with my high school math teacher. Okay so my high school math teachers were a woman and a 60 year old man with long nails and shirts made of table cloths...so maybe I wasn't on a date w/ my high school math teacher...
Anyway, despite the conversation having few awkward silences, him having a not-so-bad personality or humor...it just wasn't what I was looking for.
I don't expect prince charming or a knight in shinning armour...but I do expect a clean shirt, some level of chivalry and a few (small) sparks.