Monday, 18 May 2009

It's not a date

A few weeks ago I stood outside Brixton Academy at 3am; my phone battery was seconds from dying and my sister was still stumbling around inside, giggling manically and trying to remember how to walk. Our other friend had gone home and the venue was emptying rapidly, a sea of people spilling out of the doors and onto the pavement.

"You look like you need a hug" a tall bloke walked towards me with a concerned look on his face, arms outstetched. Oh well, I thought, when in Brixton... and gratefully accepted the slightly damp embrace. His friend appeared and so I hugged him too. They wondered off, and I continued to wait.

A few minutes later, they came back, more hugs were exchanged and we started chatting. "Blimey," I said. "You're tall" before instantly regretting it. Of course he's tall. He knows he's tall. How annoying must it be when people point out the obvious? "Sorry, you know you're tall. I bet that's really annoying when people do that"

At that moment, having remastered the art of speech and mobility, my sister appeared, bounding out onto the pavement. "FUCKING HELL! Alright up there? What are you, about eight foot?" before bursting into hysterics for about an hour. Meanwhile, the rest of us carried on chatting. Ladies and gentlemen: don't do drugs.

Anyway, the long and the short of it is that he accepted my drunken "Let's be friends!" offer (really) and we swapped numbers. Since then, sporadic texting has ensued. Very sporadic. As in, I'd get a text asking if I wanted to go for a beer, I'd reply saying yes, when? And get nothing back for over a week. I'd pretty much written it off - after all, what do I know about this bloke? He's 24, really tall and lives in Clapham. He climbed Ben Nevis a couple of weeks ago, probably in one stride. He likes the Prodigy. Err...oh, and his sister has a cat.

Then late on Saturday night while watching one of the worst DVDs I've ever contributed £0.70p towards, my phone beeped.

I went back to Brixton tonight to see The Specials. Top gig. You out n about?

No, I'm mourning the last 90 minutes of my life which I'll never get back.

Was it superbad? I'm home watching a film too. May have a frankfurter. Thursday..beer?

Thursday I can do.

Let's have that beer somewhere central. See you Thursday x

Now, let's get this straight. I just thought this bloke seemed alright at 3am outside a Prodigy concert, five pints down. It's not a date. Plus this whole "lets go for a beer" thing has been going on since mid April, so there's hardly any real urgency on either side. It's just a meeting between two people who actually don't know a thing about each other. He could be a murderer or a mentalist for all I know.

Also, when's a good time to let him know that I don't actually like beer?

26 comments:

sas said...

Sorry if this isn't what you want to hear but he sounds like a twat.
Delete delete delete. You are a rockstar. He should have called you in April.

Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

Haha, point taken. Thing is, I'm not really bothered either way. I can take it or leave it. If someone wants to go for a drink with me and I have't got any other plans, why not? I'm just a bit curious, not hankering after romance...

bluesoup said...

I'd not turn up and give him a taste of his own nonchalant medicine.

But then again, some people say that I am a bitch. I can't see it myself.

Rage Against The Dying of the Light said...

I don't want to call you naive, but if you think that a guy who randomly gets your phone number outside a club in the middle of the night wants to meet up with you in case you might become mates, then you're...

Let's just say I think you can take it as read that he sees it as a date.

Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

You lot are harsh :D

Rage , obviously I've considered that...but as I'm not particularly bothered, I just think it'll be a laugh.

Blue - Not texting back is one thing. But not turning up at all? Quite another!

If anything, the nonchalance has only made me more intrigued...

All Mod Cons said...

Yeah, I'm with the "Why so casual?" aspect. But having said that, if you're not bothered, then everyone's a winner baby! (film quote, not ACTUALLY calling you that *shivvvver*).

Also, going for a beer is more of a figure of speech rather than actually drinking beer. Which isn't to be confused with lager.

All Mod Cons said...

Oh, and you're welcome. About the shout that is.

Anonymous said...

I'm with the majority, nonchalance always makes us girlies more curious, but this guy is a twat and should be avoided like the plague. Next time he texts you, just text back 'sorry, not interested'. xx

Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

All Mod Cons - "Don't be a sinner, be a winner!"

Anon - "This guy is a twat" Ahh, the iron fist of internet opinion strikes :D So I should text back that I'm not interested, even if I am a little bit?

monkey typist said...

go for it!

Chapati said...

Nochalance at this stage, when you don't care, maybe ok. If it carries on you get out of there though!

Kirsty said...

It's a date. ENJOY!

Robbie said...

What All Mod said, I'm pretty sure that he isn't going to make you stick to just having beer. You shouldn't worry about that.

Maybe he is nonchalant because he actually just wants to be friends. Crazier things have happened then boys wanting to be just friends.

Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

Monkey typist - encouragement at last ;)

Chapati - Don't worry, I don't take any shiz.

Kirsty - It's not a date.

Robbie - That's what I reckon. It's not like we've got any loyalty to each other, we're surplus requirements to already busy lives. Friends isn't such a far flung idea, is it?

PS. don't worry, I was joking about the beer thing. Although beer is a cheaper option than G&Ts...

Mouldy-Old-Tartlet said...

I say `go for it'. So he may be a twat. So what? If things get my curiosity going, I always have to sate it. Part of life's rich experience(etc, etc, etc).

The Unbearable Banishment said...

"You need a hug?" Why didn't I ever try that one! My usual method was to beg incessantly until they relented. I would have crawled on my bloody hands and knees to see The Specials at Brixton. When is a date not a date? When it's a date.

Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

MOT - I'm with you there. It's not like I'm some needy cling on desperate for a boyfriend. I'm just after friends and good nights out at the moment...

Unbearable - Haha, I have to say the hug approach was novel. Worked though. As for the Specials, I'm not that familiar with them - but thanks to Spotify, I am getting acquainted.

theperpetualspiral said...

"Not that familiar with them..." Splutter, cough and another splutter for good measure!

So is this officially a non date-date then? :D

Go pique your curiosity and let us know whether he is a twat or not!

Blonde said...

I'm thinking go do it. If you're not bothered, then you've nothing to lose.

And it'll make for a good post for your readers. ;)

Ellie said...

You never know! Could be fun. I mean, I've met up with bloggers in real life before! That's far more nuts! :)

James said...

I say go for it. Maybe he thinks it's a date, maybe not. I don't think it matters---you can just go and see if he's fun to hang out with.

Grump said...

The time to tell him you don't like beer is when he offers to buy you that first drink. Tell him your preference then. How else does the world go around if not for people saying yes instead of no. Good on yer, I hope you have a lovely evening.
x

Brennig said...

I'm a bit with sas in as much as yes you are a rock star. But he may not be a twat. He may be just blinded by your beauty, wit, wisdom and stunned by the prospect of even breathing the same airspace as you. Or something. Or maybe he is a twat. Shrug.

Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

Perp - I knew someone would lynch me for not knowing about The Specials...

Blonde - My point exactly ;) You lucky lot...

Ellie - That's definitely more nuts. Now THEY could be murderers just with great imaginations!

James - I concur.
(Its not a date)

Grump - Haha, I was only joking about the beer thing ;)

Brennig - I'm a rockstaaaaarrr wooooo. And I also concur with everything you just said. He's clearly blinded by my sparkling wit. Definitely.

fwengebola said...

I've just read this, and FUCK!
But go for it. But tell everyone where you're going first. And meet in public. And leave in public. And stay public.

Obvious, really. Sorry.

Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

Haha - no need to worry, as predicted it didn't happen. Did noooo hear from him today and I wasn't about to chase him over text!

Think I'll let this fish slide for now...

 

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