#15 and the end that leads to a beginning.

The final date.  I didn’t really have a specific goal in mind when I started my online dating adventures.  After some real doosies I set the bar at 15 dates with the thought I would re-tool, re-assess after that.

#15 came as I was still in the mantra of “waiting for #13”.  He worked nights so really couldn’t meet until after 11:30pm and well, that is about 2 hours after my bed time most nights.  He understood the “outlaw for my love”. Reference on my page but like the Elliott Smith version better which I call BULLSHIT on, who likes any version of Thirteen better than Big Star’s? Hmmph!

Anyways, I know this guy was #15 and I was looking forward to being done for a while. It’s hard to put yourself out there. It’s hard to sit through a really terrible connection.  So I was ready.  The plan was this: meet him at a Loons show at 11:30pm.

It was going to be casual because before that was a girls night with my friend Jen Kay.  It started with me meeting Jen at this bar Waypoint on bike. I locked my bike up to realize I didn’t have any keys.  Jen’s friend loaned me her car to go home, get my keys. It was gonna be a weird night. My keys were in my scooter and I had to jump our security gate to get it.

I returned the car in one piece and off Jen and I rode to the whilst stop for Alternative 90s night… It’s funner than it sounds IF you are there late enough but we weren’t because the real plan was to get to Bar Pink for the Loons show.  It was fun night of girl giggles and drinks and night time riding.  We got to the Loons show just as they were ending.  Turns out they weren’t the headliners.  I walk up to the bar and there is Robert. I say “Hi” and then asked if was “Missing April”.  April was our mutual friend who had moved to Chicago earlier that month.  He started to cry and asked me “what do you know about it?!” I was like “whoa… that wasn’t a trick question” in my head… and that’s when Jen Kay walked and well she was April’s neighbor so I left her to deal with Robert and his tears.  

Not too long after, #15 arrived.  He was handsome, smart, looked strong like he worked with his hands (he built turbines or something) we talked over the music but he made it super clear he was just out of a relationship and was only looking for a booty call. I called him on the mat saying I explicitly stated in my profile I was NOT up for that. We laughed and joined Robert and Jen at the booth they were sharing. It was a little awkward.  It came out Robert was on a bike and was gonna sleep in a van of another mutual friend.  I said he could have my hide-a-bed if he wanted. 

We were outside, unlocking our bikes with #15 hanging around wondering if he was coming too and I said my goodbyes and good lucks to him, booty call? whatever.  Robert came over and we stayed up talking a bit.  Apparently he woke up with a good-morning turd courtesy of Linus Bucko Jones next to his head (my hide a bed is low to the ground)  I had previous plans to catch a matinee with my now friend, #12 so after breakfast I sent Robert packing… I had no idea that morning, I met my forever man.