Ken who?
Today I had my second date with my adorable Sean (who, by the way, looks so cute in that picture. Me, on the other hand.... I'm not having a very photogenic day today. LOL!) Second dates tend to be hard for me and I don't know why. I should be over that nervous energy because this is no longer the unknown. Luckily for me, this wasn't the case. I think I probably expended all that nervous energy wondering if I was going to get nervous about lunch today. (Shut up and leave me to my neuroses!) Anyway, we met at 1 o'clock at my building and headed back to the scene of our first date (a chopped salad place. So tasty!)
When we got there, I noticed something that was pretty fucked up. Sean's hands were covered in band aids. So were mine. Now, while that probably doesn't seem like anything odd, get this. On my right hand, I had two band aids. So did Sean. I had cartoon band aids. So did Sean. I had Scooby Doo while Sean had SpongeBob SquarePants.
On my left hand I only had one. So did Sean. I had a super-hero band aid on that had. So did Sean. Mine was Batman. His was a Marvel Super-Heroes. I think it was funny as shit. So much so that I insisted we take pictures.
Going back to work after having lunch together sucked ass. Sure, I was in such a good mood, all giddy and flirty and fun, but I didn't want to do anything that resembled work anymore. All I wanted to do was to gossip, chit chat, goof off and play. My afternoon was anything but productive, but while that might not be a good thing, I also didn't want to punch any of the jackasses I work with in the throat anymore. This lunch was the best thing for me. It really refreshed and recharged me.
Now that we've got lunch down to a science, our next order of business is meet the spouses. This should be good.
Today I had my second date with my adorable Sean (who, by the way, looks so cute in that picture. Me, on the other hand.... I'm not having a very photogenic day today. LOL!) Second dates tend to be hard for me and I don't know why. I should be over that nervous energy because this is no longer the unknown. Luckily for me, this wasn't the case. I think I probably expended all that nervous energy wondering if I was going to get nervous about lunch today. (Shut up and leave me to my neuroses!) Anyway, we met at 1 o'clock at my building and headed back to the scene of our first date (a chopped salad place. So tasty!)When we got there, I noticed something that was pretty fucked up. Sean's hands were covered in band aids. So were mine. Now, while that probably doesn't seem like anything odd, get this. On my right hand, I had two band aids. So did Sean. I had cartoon band aids. So did Sean. I had Scooby Doo while Sean had SpongeBob SquarePants.
On my left hand I only had one. So did Sean. I had a super-hero band aid on that had. So did Sean. Mine was Batman. His was a Marvel Super-Heroes. I think it was funny as shit. So much so that I insisted we take pictures.
Going back to work after having lunch together sucked ass. Sure, I was in such a good mood, all giddy and flirty and fun, but I didn't want to do anything that resembled work anymore. All I wanted to do was to gossip, chit chat, goof off and play. My afternoon was anything but productive, but while that might not be a good thing, I also didn't want to punch any of the jackasses I work with in the throat anymore. This lunch was the best thing for me. It really refreshed and recharged me.Now that we've got lunch down to a science, our next order of business is meet the spouses. This should be good.
3 comments:
I'm all giddy again reading this. Thanks for a great 2nd date..can't wait for the 3rd...you realize we are so in like our husbands are prolly gonna hate each other LOL
This comment is actually more for the dude above me...Ken is AWESOME and amazing. I can't imagine anyone hating him. Me on the other hand, everybody hates me on first meeting. And third. And, well, pretty much always. Shit. I turned this into a me-centric comment again. Bygones.
I always have Hello Kitty bandaids!
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