So, Mark sent me an email and asked me to dinner earlier in the week. He never called me or texted. Only email. We exchanged a few emails and he wanted me to meet him at Lowe's in Pottstown. Lowes. Really. Strange. So, I wrote him back and said that under the circumstances since I've only met him once before, I would feel more comfortable meeting at a restaurant. I googled Pottstown and suggested either Red Lobster or Trattoria Vittoria. Actually, they were the only two I could find. So, he wrote back:
> Ginger, I understand. I thought it might be
> easier for you to follow me. I was thinking like a
> TGIF or a place we could sit at for awhile if we
> wanted. Lets try Trattoria Vittoria. I appreciate
> where you are coming from. I didn't mean to put you
> in a bad situation. I will see you
Hmmm. Fridays? For a second date? I don't mean to sound like a bitch here, but this is just all wrong. And, follow him? Why didn't he just say Friday's in the first place?
So, we met at T.V. I was totally confused as to if he wanted to have dinner or what. The restaurant is a BYOB and he had no wine. He knew this because he had told me he went to their website after I suggested it. So, we ended up having dinner. It was ok. I wouldn't say that there was a lot of chemistry there. It was just ok. But, as we were leaving this very small restaurant, the couple next to us introduced themselves. Turns out that the man is a State Representative in the Penn State House of Rep's for West Caln Township. They were very nice and very friendly. He gave me a Butterfinger candy bar. lol
So, we left around 8:30 and it was still broad daylight. He hugged me goodbye and put his hand on my waist a little bit. Then, he said "I'll give you a call". My gut tells me that he won't call. After all, he hasn't called before. And, after the doctor I'm a little self-conscious about my waist. lol Not really. Well, maybe a little bit.