I’ll Facebook You!
Just when I’d learned to text with two thumbs and dodged the myspace frenzy, now potential dates want to FaceBook me?
I had ventured out to hear some emo/acoustic music at the local Turkish bar/restaurant Serra, in Studio City. Only in L.A.! The suspect ..I mean potential date waited to approach when I was good and tipsy. At this point the emo rockers had gone home to cry and paint their nails black. I and a happily dating couple made our way to Rocco’s across the street when I finally met him. As I said, I was pretty tipsy at this point (sort of my prerequisite to listen to emo dudes and their feelings) and can’t really remember his name but for the sake of the story lets call him Jason.
Jason in many ways is just my type or at least the genetic footprint I’m looking for. He’s tall, handsome but not too pretty, big and strong looking like he could move a refrigerator if I needed it, somewhat sober meaning he hadn’t had a drop of liquor to drink based on a prior conviction still waiting to go to trial. So yes I guess I like a sense of danger or candor. Take your pick. So we laugh, chat , flirt, talk about things that probably will need to be rehashed when I’m sober. It’s getting late and my crazy in love couple are ready to tear the clothes off of one another and we decide to leave and Jason decides he’s ready too.
Of course, there’s always that awkward moment when you feel as though things have gone well with someone you’ve just met and it seems unclear if he’s going to ask for your number or just say, “hey it was nice to meet you” and go your separate ways.
I know it seems lame that in 2009 I still wait for a guy to ask but honestly I’ve always found that if I start a relationship as an aggressor than I’ll end the relationship as the aggressor with someone crying in their soup and it’s usually not me. So lame as it is I still want a man to ask.
So instead of the usual hemming and hawing Jason said, “I’ll facebook you!” Huh? What does FB have to do with making a first date? Or was this our first date and now we can happily change our status from single, to it’s complicated or are we in a relationship?
WTF?
It’s not that I’m hiding anything on my FB page but what does a potential date think he’ll find there? Will I seem cuter in pictures than in person? Will my ‘hot’ friends confirm that I too am ‘hot.’ Will my blatant posts about dining, drinking, and the number of quizzes I can take in a day, during working hours I might add, make me seem sexier and more date worthy. Will he pass around my pictures to his friends in order to get their approval.(I had a male roommate once who did this with his buddies and I’m sure he was bragging a bit as she did look hot in that bikini.)
Is this his clever way of stalking me on line, by phone and on my way to work( note to self remove work info ASAP).
Also, when and if I add him on FB he then has access to all my friends, who by the way really are my friends. Sure I’ve added a couple of highschool peeps that I don’t really talk with and might even pass them at the 3rd Street Promenade and never know it. But I still at one time in my life rubbed shoulders with them, had the same creepy Math teacher as they did and learned all about Sex Ed from the school oracle, Shawn Davis.
Is there such a thing as FB envy? I’m not bragging but I do have roughly 200 friends and while that doesn’t compare to Tila Tequila, it begs the question does size matter? So like any tipsy, doe caught in the headlights would do I fibbed and said I’m not on Facebook. Then proceeded to give him my real phone number. Now we wait. When I say “we” I mean my gaggle of girlfriends that have relentlessly analyzed every detail and nuance of that night. I hope he calls I may need to move my Fridge!
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