Date Numero Uno

Hmmmmm.... How to describe GMan. I think my coworker may have manifested the extreme of a personality type for me. I told J that I had a date and his first question was "Is he intellectual?" OMG!

This guy thinks about everything. There are no sheer reactions. He thinks. I do not think he laughed once on our date. And I am pretty good at making people laugh. It wasn't a bad date. And he wasn't completely socially awkward. In fact, he was very interesting. And HOT - he needs some better pictures online. He is very active (probably a little too for me). He ran 11 miles that morning in the snow. And it's kinda of fun to listen to him. But I get the impression that he is so locked in his learning and his thoughts that he doesn't listen to others very well.

I get to the place for the wine tasting at 2 (when he told me it started). He is not there yet. I go in - the wine tasting doesn't actually start until 3. Nice. Once he gets there, after his confusion clears, he apologizes for the mixup and shows me that he brought us some chocolate to share. Very sweet. We decide to go to an aquarium and an art gallery while we wait. Conversation was interesting - not flowing but not too awkwardly stuck. He knows a lot about a lot of things! He seemed impressed by a few of the things I told him.

The wine tasting was awful. The manager and his friend got real glasses with real pours while we got plastic dixie cups with teeny pours. We tried 6 wines and I think I maybe had 1/3 of a glass. It was free. What do I expect? The only two things that he did that could mean he is interested - he noticed my eyes. And he did touch my shoulder... ... ... once. There was no cute flirtation or the type of chemistry where you try to stand really close to each other. But I don't read into internet first dates too much.

He gave me the chocolate to keep. And he hugged me awkwardly and said "This was fun" at the end. Told me to let him know how I like the raspberry chocolate and seemed to be thinking about something else to say or waiting for me to say something. As I was walking away, I said "Call me ...or something." "Ok."

He was very hard to read. Let's see if this takes another step. My hopes are neither high nor low.