Third Times' a Charm?

On the eve of my third blind date (and no...I did not just stutter), I thought that I would give you all some insight as to why date number 2 has now been pegged as 'No Spark Guy.' For that reason, there is little to say that would make for an interesting story, aside from the incident before the date began. And that is a situation that can only happen to someone like me...the overly-friendly type who tries to avoid the awkward moments but creates so many of them unintentionally.

So I'm walking up to the Dublin House in Red Bank. Very lovely Irish pub that has had to succumb to the snobby reconstruction that is Red Bank.. but that's besides the point. What I know about my blind date is that he's 5'9, 5'10 (always a lie which is why I wore one of the two flat pairs of shoes that I own), brown hair, blue eyes and I have seen a picture. I walk up to the Dublin House and I see a guy standing outside who doesn't fit any of that criteria and yet I decide to go right up to him like I am 100% positive and say, "Hi...I'm Erin. You must be John." To which he responds, "I'm Greg." And I say, "Well...this isn't awkward at all. Are you waiting out here for someone as well?" Greg says, "No, but I'm going to need to check your I.D." That's right. He was the bouncer/door man/everything that doesn't scream blind date that you could possibly imagine (This is where I would recommend you visit fmylife.com. The funniest, most honest website out there) He asks me if I'm out on a blind date and I say yes and we really hit it off. I guess as much as two complete strangers who have just been miss-introduced can hit it off.

I go inside and the date begins. Turns out I was right about his height. He was exactly eye-level. Not so much. He was attractive, but in terms of personality and conversation, I'm gonna have to say that he brought very little to the table. This lead to me talking almost the entire night and you never want that on a blind date. I mean if they can't even spark a conversation, they almost definitely fall into a category of men who are labeled 'dead fish' in the bedroom. Not interested in that.

Which leads me to the next blind date tomorrow night. Again- -this is a set up through a great friend. And in all honesty- things are looking like they could actually end up as a good night. He called, we talked for 30 minutes over the phone and then he even text me just to say hi and see how my day was. We'll see how it goes, but I'm thinking this could actually be the first good date. No idea where it will go from there, but I'm interested and that's all the matters.

Lesson learned here -- mostly for the guys I guess -- while I'm sure it's great to be really really ridiculously good looking, it is MUCH MORE APPEALING to be really interesting and funny. In my opinion, being funny can almost always make up for other areas where you might be lacking. In this case- this guy was obviously shy. Shy does not necessarily mean bad, but on a first date, shy guy meets a combination of Tazmanian Devil/Bull in a China Shop (yes..that's how I'm referring to myself these days) does not make for the most interesting of dates.

Let's hope for the best tomorrow.