Vital Stats: 42, 5'10"ish. Possibly some kind of carpenter-type person for a living. Aesthetic: Skinny, tattoos, very downtown, vestiges of a punk past. Demeanor: Legitimately nice guy, sweet, genuine.
First Impression: I met him five years ago through mutual friends. He invited me and a friend to a Christmas show somewhere in the Village. He and his band mates were doing covers of Xmas classics. It was a fun show and sometime either before or after, he came up to us to say hi. He had that little twinkle in his eye that revealed more than just Christmas cheer, and a few days later I got a message from a mutual friend asking if I was interested in him at all. I said no.
And then he disappeared.
For five years.
Signs of Hope: He resurfaced about a week ago. He friended me on Facebook and it took me a few minutes to figure out who he was. He said he'd gone upstate to flee the rat race five years ago but was back to give the city another try. He was doing his Xmas show again and gave me the info to go. I had plans to see Brenda Blethyn in Haunted uptown, so I told him I wouldn't be able to make it. He said there were a few other events happening that night and sent me a bunch of information on everything. I was trying to recover from a horrible week at the job-I-didn't-want and prepare for another horrible week, so I didn't immediately respond. Then, after experiencing relief at surviving a horrible Monday, I was able to focus and replied, thanking him for all the event information.
He wrote back, ending it with this: "...I'd like to take you for tea sometime- hope that doesn't seem to out of the blue. I always wanted to- never really had the opportunity... or nerve. I hope you're good."
Awww. Why the hell not? I was incredibly flattered. He hadn't forgotten me in five years and had the guts to not only ask me out but to admit he wanted to do it years ago but lacked the courage.
We emailed back and forth a few times and made tentative plans to see Black Swan any day now. I'm a little concerned about the movie's first-date suitability, but we'll see what happens...
Red Flags: Why is he still single? Then again, why am I still single?
Diagnosis: For him: I have no idea, but he seems genuinely sweet, so we'll see.
For me: Something has shifted. Five years ago, I wouldn't have entertained the slightest notion of going out with him--and not for any reason other than a, "I'm just not all that into him."
I find it incredibly flattering that someone is actually afraid to ask me out. I'm shocked to say it, but I'm actually excited about this date, and I have no idea where this is coming from. It's like five years have folded in upon themselves, so that I could take Christmas Eve from five years ago and tape it right next to Christmas today. And instead of saying no, I say yes.
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