Tonight I went out by myself for the first time in a very long time. I have always been pretty independent but often find myself latching on pretty hard to people and stop doing things by myself. It gets uncomfortable if you haven’t really been alone in a while.

But I am pretty alone right now so it appears I will rekindle the strained connection with myself.

When I got to the restaurant they automatically assumed I had a To Go order since I was alone. This is amusing to me because I TOTALLY do this at my work too.

They sat me in the back with a chair pointing directly at a couple clearly on a date.

Dinner and a show 😉

…. Except my eavesdropping got awkward so fast once I started really hearing their conversation.

This man (graphic tshirt, work boots and a hat) is talking about hitting his ex wife, on a date…… to a very small woman.

What the fuck.

Like

Im refreshing my emails to find something to distract me or LITERALLY ANYTHING!!!! But I had one bar of service, no food yet and this man was LOUD.

I have never hit anyone. I don’t see myself hitting anyone in the near future. And if I did I think I’d be a bit embarrassed by it.

I definitely wouldn’t be sharing loudly on a first date to a woman who is CLEARLY not engaging.

I’ve been on bad dates. I’ve been on more bad first dates than good so I know what it looks like. It looks like getting up to go to the “bathroom” and making eye contact with the girl who is clearly listening and subtly nodding.

Girl I get it. You don’t claim him.

I notice her putting on her jacket and setting her purse on her lap as he talks about the failed sex life he had with his ex, she’s showing him she’s ready to go.

Once the check is paid, she stands up prompting him to leave too. We lock eyes again. I feel bad for her.

And they are now gone.

My food comes soon after.

Cilantro tastes like soap