He Wore Sandals In The Pouring Rain. And I Also Judged Him.

I got a lunch time with a guy I would exchanged many email messages and many a g-chat with.  We also Skyped-which I’ll be creating an article on…I suggest Skype or iChat with a date when you spend time doing all of your locks, specifically if you’re balancing lot’s of times.  For reals.

Anyways, all was good from the “No Catfish Here top”. We appeared to be myself, the guy looked like him, we laughed and chose we can easily handle a real go out.

I was on time, he had been later part of the (whyyyyyyyyy…stop being LATE all of you)…and he texted me personally, “Just strolling up!”

It actually was flowing rain, did We discuss that? And freezing, at the least for Southern Ca requirements. And he had been wearing sandals. SANDALS. The.Horror.
I dislike to sound super judgemental (far too late!) but as on the web daters, isn’t that what we carry out? JUDGE!  Judge the initial e-mail, basic phone call, the fb judge, searching for what exactly is wrong…instead of what exactly is right? Or is that simply me…haha.

Now, I am not going to overcome all over bush right here. I think some guy dressed in flip flops in the rain is actually ridiculous. I would personally think the exact same about a girl…but in which I live, flip flops and sandals never ever get set aside forever and that I know I’ve been guilty of a grocery store run-in sandals during a storm.  Almost all of the dudes Im interested in are surfers, or outdoorsy and sandals and denim jeans are type of their own uniform.  Carry out If only he had the presence of mind to put up actual shoes? Exactly why yes, yes i really do.  Performed the guy need a pedicure?  Certainly, yes he did-all that outdoorsy-ness i prefer so much cannot keep the feet looking also beautiful, evidently.

But I digress.

We chuckled plenty and then he is devastatingly handsome.  He has impeccable dining table ways and questioned ideal questions.  Situations was going well because after we ate, the guy requested basically desired to choose another place to get some pumpkin cheesecake. We forgot about his shoes and stopped judging…and merely had an enjoyable experience.

Whether he’s somebody I want to continue internet dating site for bisexuals features yet become determined, in case situations keep working really, possibly we’ll only have to get him a set of Chuck Taylor’s for Christmas time and burn the flip flops. With love, obviously. And an alibi. ????