So if you follow me on Twitter, which you should be, you have heard me talk about my second home. The place where I pretty much spend all of my days, and even some evenings. That home? Barnes and Nobles. I love me some free internet (especially since I don’t have any at home), good tunes (they often play Vampire Weekend’s new album-which I love) and it’s not too loud but mostly crowded. It’s also right down the road from my apartment so it’s super CONVENIENT.
I know who the regulars are, I know people’s schedules, I have even tuned out the annoying beeping the coffee machine makes in the Starbucks here. I’m here so much, I’m sure they have a name for me (probably That Crying Girl since I’ve gotten teary twice–both times over some people’s blog posts).
So it’s not surprising that I happened to meet someone here.
The other day I was sitting at a table in the corner when a hot guy passed by, which prompted me to tweet HOT GUY ALERT IN BN. I went along my business, not thinking much of it because I do see a lot of attractive males here in Boulder. He ends up sitting down next to me and after a few minutes he starts talking to me. After a few minutes of idle chatter, I leave and end up giving him my number and suddenly, I have a date out of it.
Do you know how long it has been since an attractive guy has hit on me, IN PERSON? A LONG TIME.
Is that sad? Probably. Yes. (I’m not counting Europe, since that was a freak of nature and if I wanted to have had sex, I could have had it every night. OK fine, maybe every other night. Now, in my sexless state, I wish I had. A little.)
Now, you’re probably expecting a happy ending to this story, right? I’m afraid I can’t deliver. Let’s just say that I now sit in B&N, hoping that I don’t run into him and then have to go into the Barnes and Nobles Protection Program which involves me stealing Caligater’s alligater wig and some really large sunglasses and sulking in the aisles of books.
It’s not like it went badly but it didn’t go…great. He started off the night making fun of people who meet people online (ummmm), then threw compliment after compliment at me (you’re nails are pretty…) (you have a cute smile…) (it’s not to say I don’t like compliments but there’s such a thing as overload and he would interrupt what I was saying to tell me things. AWKWARD.), and….it just wasn’t right. My gut instinct, which I NEVER listen to, was telling me no, no, no, NO.
So I’m back to square one which includes three more potential dates, two of which I’m very excited about. And that is saying a lot because I rarely get excited for dates anymore.
It’d probably be a good idea though if I held off dating guys I meet in my second home so I don’t have to give up that second home.
*I would like to thank Cali for inspiring today’s post, indirectly. Also, I get to hang out with her today and I couldn’t be more excited.
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Don’t shit where you tweet.
That is all. LOL
But good luck with the three potential dates!
Sounds like a #fail You Got Mail story.
I’m sure your nails are pretty. Lovely, even. But seriously, who says that? Maybe he was just trying to escape the eyes/hair compliment box, but… weird. And I don’t care how hot a guy is, interrupting is always a don’t. Unless he’s on fire or choking.
Did I mention that he also complimented my hair, eyes, smile, skin, and body? YEAH.
Oh my — we are SO staging a wig-wearing, sunglass-hiding B&N trip sometime.
This post cracked. me. up. LOVED it!
Yes, please!
I want to see you in that wig.
I think I’ve convinced Cali to bring me the wig so I can model it
The real question is…how did you leave it with B&N dude? Did you say you would call, he would call? Because now, if you do run into him, what are you two going to say to each other
I did hear back from him right after the date but I haven’t since. Hopefully I will never have to deal with that awkwardness!
Found your site through a link Cali posted on Twitter.
I dig your style and look forward to reading more!
I know what you mean about the dating protection program… I dated a guy from my second home bar and now every time I go in there I wish I was wearing groucho marx glasses
That must be so fun to have B&N (& Starbucks) so close to your house! As for the guy, I think it must’ve been clear form the point that he made fun of people meeting people online that you are not quite a match made in heaven. I hope he is not a regular there?!
as soon as he said something about it being weird or not cool or whatever to meeting people from online i would have said goodbye, haha. i guess it’s the defensive blogger in me.
Good for you! I can’t wait to hear about them. I need to get to a B&N stat
Well considering I’ve met so many awesome people from the internet I think I would have ended the date right there. Over complimenters are the worst. They are usually over compensating for something else if you know what I mean
On the flip side, I love B&N and your tweets about being there each day truly make me jealous.
Oh Barnes and Noble…I have a BN stalker…I had to switch BN’s because he used to follow me around, oh boy.
Yay for dates though..not the bad one, the ones that are lined up.
Twitter is really a good way in keeping yourself updated with the day to day activities of your friends and families members. I update my Twitter and personal blog daily.