I realised this New Year that trying to drive your Mini in a full Vivian of Holloway circle dress is a bit of a tricky task. Firstly trying to get all your petticoats in without shutting them in the door, and then trying to keep them clear of the gear stick and handbrake! I now realise why girls in the 1950's were supposed to be picked up by the man of a Saturday night. Nothing to do with chivalry and more to do with the fact you're view of the road was somewhat obscured. But no, not driving in my 50's prom dresses is not one of my New Years resolutions in 2012....I just need to practice that one.
No, my resolution for this year is somewhat more specific. After a rather difficult break up with Guy, my boyfriend of very nearly almost a year at the end of September, followed by a couple of months of mixed messages and trying to be friends, I decided that 2012 was going to be a year of new beginnings. So my resolution for 2012 is to give up Guy. But of course, giving up Guy means getting back on the market and meeting new guys....
Last night was my first date with one such new guy. Having returned to the world of online dating I've had a multitude of un-unique (is that even a word?!) emails and inappropriate offers, I finally received an email this week that caught my interest. This particular guy went by the name of Jez, a tall dark and handsome Indie boy with geek-chic glasses, with a love of music, literature, film and vintage and an air of confidence that came across in his at times poetic emails - very much my type. Or so I thought...
I arrived at my local pub to find waiting for me at a corner table, not Mr Confident geek-chic indie boy, but a scared looking, short haired and clean shaven "nerdy man" (his words, not mine) and no glasses to be seen. "Ok then..." I thought to myself "so not exactly what I expected looks-wise, but looks aren't everything and we seemed to have other things in common so all is not lost." I sat down while he swiftly stood up, asked me what I wanted to drink and hi-tailed it to the bar. As soon as he sat down I was subjected to what could only be described as a one sided job interview - a series of serious questions with very little response back from my "interviewer" following my answers. "What made you answer my email?" - When I mentioned the confidence that came through his emails he replied, "Oh, I'm definitely not confident" - with no sarcasm whatsoever. He proceeded to tell me that his last girlfriend died...how do you respond to that on a first date?!
The rest of the evening was filled with me giving him university application and interview advice as it turned out he'd recently put in his UCAS application for this September - I'm ashamed to say this was the highlight of my evening. Alas Jez was not for me, but I hope he finds someone who is.
At the end of my gruelling interview I said my farewells and headed home - I don't think I've ever been exhausted by a first date before! Oh well, onwards and upwards. Hopefully the next one will be a bit more successful.
Happy new year everyone!
