I was telling my email group about the ‘first date’ I had two nights ago.
No – I’m not dating behind my bf’s back, but the dinner and drinks I had with a co-worker felt more like a first date than it did of catching a meal and tossing back a few.
Come Monday I’ll be at my job for a year. It seems like a week. It seems like a decade.
Anyway, Scott has been there for less time than I have and though we had bonded, we never really did anything outside of work. But I really haven’t with anyone from there. …..did I mention he was straight?
So we went on a man date.
Chow and booze. Albeit good chow and booze. I’m happy to settle for bar food…or just a bar. But I ended up with a spinach salad (great!) and ravioli stuffed with dungeness crab (it sounded better than it was).
Naturally, I tried to annoy the waiter when he asked if we wanted to start with a drink. Scott, being a gentleman, motions for me to go first: “I’ll have a Squash Strawberry Alleycat“, I replied. Neither of them knew what to do with that!
I pretty much stuck with beer and wine, but Scott likes his bourbon.
We tried not to talk about work, but you know how well that usually goes – though it was kept to a minimum. But that Makers Mark just let Scott babble on and on and on. …but in a good way. Some stuff I wouldn’t reveal here, some I could.
One of the more interesting is his telling me of his 18 year old son, who is gay, and came out to him about three years ago. At 15! …can you imagine? Not to sound too much like my parents, but it really is a different world. I mean – I knew at 15, but I wasn’t telling my father! Or even contemplating it. No, I was figuring how the hell to get out of Dodge and live my life.
And here I am umpteen decades later………back in Dodge.
I can see Denton and I doing stuff with Scott and his wife. He has got a great sense of humor and I’m assuming she must at least tolerate him asDenton does me. We’ll see.
….and for the record…..I don’t need a flashy red convertible…….if you know what I mean!!!
Song by: Joe Jackson