Doing the first date thing is now very foreign. Not that it is was ever anything other than awkward.
You know, meeting someone new, working out the nerve to ask them out, carefully making a decision as to what to order to make the right impression, and then at the end, fumbling or not for that first kiss. To say the least, it’s not an experience much missed when you don’t have to do it anymore.
Pero claro, even once you’ve met your media naranja, life is full of nothing but courtships. We’re always on the brink of connecting with someone new! That means, desde luego, worrying about the little things that will determine whether we hit it off or not. Because after all every relationship in our lives is pretty much based on the same principle: whether somebody likes us or not.
Sure, maybe it’s not like. Maybe it’s trust, faith, etc. But our relationships will either feel one way or the other, and that in the end will impact how we interact with one another.
This week my new friend and I finally set a date for lunch. After two failed attempts, this one was supposed to be the good one.
I had to cancel the two previous dates… at the last minute.
I know. I know. That’s pretty awful. But they were circumstances beyond my control. As they normally seem to be more and more frequently these days. So today I had to make it work, I told myself.
I showed up, walked around and quickly realized my “first date” probably wasn’t going to show up. The confirmation came a few minutes later in the form of an apology over the phone.
Which is fine and all. I guess in networking relationships as in matters of the heart, some things are just not meant to be.
We’ll probably try again in a couple of weeks.
And morelaje of the story, try your best to stick to any commitments made.