the date with the swagger

guy 2 and i were supposed to meet up in town and play pool but ended up meeting up in a nearby town cafe, where we just had a drink. i think i would have preferred the pool but in hindsight, it was probably just as well.

the first half of the date, we mainly talked about work and altogether, he seemed pretty negative about his job. i know it's not what he really wants to do but still. it also seemed to apply to his life in general since he got married (he's divorced). i mean, even when he talked about his sick kid he seemed more annoyed at the fact that she'd kept him up half the night than concerned about her illness. ok, so maybe he was having a bad day, but then again, apparently not.

the thing that annoyed me most, though, was that there was a swear word in every other sentence. i have nothing again swear words, when used appropriately, e.g. when you're really upset about something. but seriously, if my boss decided to hold a meeting, i would not refer to it as a 'fucking' meeting, especially when it turned out the meeting was actually pretty interesting. and although he did pay for the drinks, there was no gallantry (no opening the doors for me, no letting me go first), which is otherwise pretty standard here once you've passed the age of 25.

in the end, i was quite happy when he said he had to leave. he did kiss me as we parted, which unfortunately was just after he'd taken a drag of his cigarette so that i didn't even feel like trying to see if he was a good kisser or not. at that point, i just wanted to go home.