Giovanni Casanova
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Jan 5, 2002
- Messages
- 5,550
- Reaction score
- 18
- Age
- 45
- Location
- Hiding in Penkitten's Linen Closet
Okay, so you may have read my previous post about my first number close since Jen and I split. If not, and you're interested, you can find it here: First Number Close Since Break-Up With Fiance
Today I called up one of my friends to find out what's going on for our weekend poker game. He tells me that two of our regulars are possibly out, but we might have another guest coming in addition to me and the girl I have been talking about, Nicole, and one other guy. So we'll have a minimum of 5 people and a maximum of 8 at either his place or mine (although it will probably be my place because it's bigger). He tells me we'll probably get started a little earlier than usual, at around 8:00.
So I collect all my nerve and brace myself to call Nicole. I don't know why, guys, but it was TOUGH. It was really hard to dial those numbers. I felt like I was about to get up on stage and deliver a speech to a thousand people. I felt the exact same way I normally feel when I'm about to give a presentation to executives at work. But I did it, and once the phone started ringing and she picked up, there was no way to back down so I just went for it.
This constitutes the first (of several) "DJ Rule" I broke... I called Nicole less than 48 hours after receiving her phone number.
She answered and sounded happy to hear from me. Whew. Relief. My friend Ian (who witnessed the number close) had told me earlier today that she seemed interested. I started talking to her and immediately started off with a joke about my friends being unable to commit to anything (nobody knew where we were going to play, what time, or even what day). We had finally decided that we would play at 8 on Friday.
This constitutes the second "DJ Rule" I broke... I asked her to do something on a Friday night for the first "date".
She said that sounded fine. I explained to her that it was no-limit Texas Hold'Em with a $5.00 buy-in and she could bring $10.00 if she wanted to in case we played twice and other details like that, and told her about how many people approximately would be playing. I also told her we'd probably be playing at my place.
Then I went for it. I didn't want the whole night to be all group activity because it's harder to classify that as a date and I wanted to establish where I stood. So, although it was the hardest thing I've done in a long time, I asked her if she wanted "to do anything before-hand."
This constitutes the third "DJ Rule" I broke, although this one was stupid and mostly unintentional... I didn't ask her a specific thing, or even a general thing. I had intended to ask her if she wanted to grab a bite to eat, but that's just not what came out when I spoke.
She said, "Sure, if we're playing at 8:00 we could maybe go and grab a bite to eat before."
Perfect!
I asked what she liked, and she said, "Pretty much anything." I made two suggestions, one she couldn't do because it's Italian and she's doing the carb thing even though she isn't fat by any stretch, and the second she doesn't go to because they keep screwing up her order when she goes there. She suggested another place which was fine by me, and - boom - there we go.
A date this Friday night with one of the hottest chicks in my class.
Wish me luck.
Today I called up one of my friends to find out what's going on for our weekend poker game. He tells me that two of our regulars are possibly out, but we might have another guest coming in addition to me and the girl I have been talking about, Nicole, and one other guy. So we'll have a minimum of 5 people and a maximum of 8 at either his place or mine (although it will probably be my place because it's bigger). He tells me we'll probably get started a little earlier than usual, at around 8:00.
So I collect all my nerve and brace myself to call Nicole. I don't know why, guys, but it was TOUGH. It was really hard to dial those numbers. I felt like I was about to get up on stage and deliver a speech to a thousand people. I felt the exact same way I normally feel when I'm about to give a presentation to executives at work. But I did it, and once the phone started ringing and she picked up, there was no way to back down so I just went for it.
This constitutes the first (of several) "DJ Rule" I broke... I called Nicole less than 48 hours after receiving her phone number.
She answered and sounded happy to hear from me. Whew. Relief. My friend Ian (who witnessed the number close) had told me earlier today that she seemed interested. I started talking to her and immediately started off with a joke about my friends being unable to commit to anything (nobody knew where we were going to play, what time, or even what day). We had finally decided that we would play at 8 on Friday.
This constitutes the second "DJ Rule" I broke... I asked her to do something on a Friday night for the first "date".
She said that sounded fine. I explained to her that it was no-limit Texas Hold'Em with a $5.00 buy-in and she could bring $10.00 if she wanted to in case we played twice and other details like that, and told her about how many people approximately would be playing. I also told her we'd probably be playing at my place.
Then I went for it. I didn't want the whole night to be all group activity because it's harder to classify that as a date and I wanted to establish where I stood. So, although it was the hardest thing I've done in a long time, I asked her if she wanted "to do anything before-hand."
This constitutes the third "DJ Rule" I broke, although this one was stupid and mostly unintentional... I didn't ask her a specific thing, or even a general thing. I had intended to ask her if she wanted to grab a bite to eat, but that's just not what came out when I spoke.
She said, "Sure, if we're playing at 8:00 we could maybe go and grab a bite to eat before."
Perfect!
I asked what she liked, and she said, "Pretty much anything." I made two suggestions, one she couldn't do because it's Italian and she's doing the carb thing even though she isn't fat by any stretch, and the second she doesn't go to because they keep screwing up her order when she goes there. She suggested another place which was fine by me, and - boom - there we go.
A date this Friday night with one of the hottest chicks in my class.
Wish me luck.