Sometimes people need to be saved from bad dates
I was at Palihouse two weeks back with friends Dave Mathews and Rob Meadows. We were posted across from the giant Polaroid Wall enjoying a bottle of pinot when we noticed this cute blonde sit down on this plush lounge chair with this dark haired gentleman. We immediately noticed the disparity of attractiveness between them and later upon second glance a bored look on her face and this weird awkward energy between them. Dave ended up locking eyes with her for longer then would be expected had she been on a happy date. We laughed about it and as soon as the man had gotten up Dave told me to sit down next to her and talk to her. I did, telling her my thoughts and observations regarding the awkward exchange between her and the man…to which she laughed and agreed that the date was less ideal. I got her number and email address using the classic we should shoot pictures soon line which I have in recent times not used anymore to get phone numbers as being direct has been a better plan of attack. Within a few seconds of my return to our observation table the dark haired man had returned… We didn’t know it at the time but he had an overactive bladder and had to relieve himself every 20-30 minutes. Each time he left a new one of us would sit next to her, make her laugh, play with her hair…and push whatever boundaries we could while he relieved himself. Finally it was Rob’s turn to sit next to her when he left…and he stayed longer then all of us.. Eventually the man came back as Rob sat cozy next to her and when he said something Rob replied, oh we were just catching up….while Dave and I tried to stifle our intense laughter. We eventually left her there with her horrible date though feeling good about the excitement we brought into her life each time he left to urinate. Perhaps the blonde Gemini will cross paths with us again.
