I was once at a concert with some friends at Irving Plaza. I want to say it was Idan Raichel or Matisyahu or something similar. Anyway, I was enjoying the concert, dancing, having a couple drinks and my friends saw some people they knew. Not all too shocking considering the Heeb nature of the show. I, of course, ended up chatting with some Brooklyn hocker guy within the group, who I thought was the bees knees.
The whole group ended up hanging out at the show and then moving the party to our friends' apt a few blocks away, since they have roof access off of their apt.All seemed fantastic at this point and I had no reservations when my BK hocker asked for my number.
We spoke on/off for a week or two via text and phone and made a date for 2 weeks later, since I was travelling for work.
Day of the date arrived and I was all excited, until we met up and I realized that for some reason I remembered him being wayyyyy better looking. But, we had had a bunch of great conversations, and I didn't want to be rude so we proceeded with our date.
He made reservations at La Marais, so I knew this was gonna be a long date. As is normal for a date, the topic of what each of us did for a living came up to which I responded that I was a fraud investigator, and described what I do. (RED FLAG ALERT) When I finished telling him what I do, he proceeded to tell me about the types of schemes and frauds he and his boss do. Like "hey, you investigate fraud, that's amazing, cause I commit fraud! We should totally go out again!" Really, buddy? Really?
So we finished dinner, finally, and he wanted to go somewhere else. I made up some excuse to go home and (RED FLAG ALERT) on my way home he called and left me a voicemail asking me how he could go about wiping a hard drive to cover something up.
IDIOT!
The whole group ended up hanging out at the show and then moving the party to our friends' apt a few blocks away, since they have roof access off of their apt.All seemed fantastic at this point and I had no reservations when my BK hocker asked for my number.
We spoke on/off for a week or two via text and phone and made a date for 2 weeks later, since I was travelling for work.
Day of the date arrived and I was all excited, until we met up and I realized that for some reason I remembered him being wayyyyy better looking. But, we had had a bunch of great conversations, and I didn't want to be rude so we proceeded with our date.
He made reservations at La Marais, so I knew this was gonna be a long date. As is normal for a date, the topic of what each of us did for a living came up to which I responded that I was a fraud investigator, and described what I do. (RED FLAG ALERT) When I finished telling him what I do, he proceeded to tell me about the types of schemes and frauds he and his boss do. Like "hey, you investigate fraud, that's amazing, cause I commit fraud! We should totally go out again!" Really, buddy? Really?
So we finished dinner, finally, and he wanted to go somewhere else. I made up some excuse to go home and (RED FLAG ALERT) on my way home he called and left me a voicemail asking me how he could go about wiping a hard drive to cover something up.
IDIOT!
2 comments:
It was Idan Reichel for sure, possibly also with Matisyahu. I hope you had fun in my apartment.
I did...it even led to a worthwhile blog bad date story.
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