The Blindside

Girls, we all have those very concerned friends of ours who love to set us up on dates. No matter if the date turns out to be good or bad, you will always get blindsided with the blind dates. Now, I am no expert on dating, but when your very concern friend doesn’t tell you till the day of the date, that’s when you start to get paranoid.

At work on break, I talked with Becky about going over to her place for dinner. She told me last week that she was having a friend of hers stay for the week to visit so I thought nothing of the offer; I immediately said yes. Before leaving to head over to apartment, she hints that her friend is a guy….dun dun dunnnnn! When she told me a guy was over there, I could see her thoughts brewing as we spoke. The whole ride over, I’m anxiously passing in my head, thinking about what all I am going to do. When we arrive, I forget about the boy and see her handsome pup, Wrigley. Guys, just so you know, I am a huge dog lover and once I see a dog, I’m a goner. And Becky’s dogs are just gorgeous! She has a lab mix, who is Wrigley, and a Great Dane puppy named, Athena. And I go nuts whenever I see these dogs.

Once I stepped onto the right floor of her apartment building, I see her Boyfriend, Doug, and then a guy who looks almost like Doug, but not quite. And no, they are not brothers! The first few hours were a little awkward considering we still didn’t know that we were being matched by our best friends. It got to the point where there were embarrassing stories from college that came along and good few laughs to ease the tension. Doug slaved over dinner for us while watched back to back episodes of “The Big Bang Theory” and cuddled with the dogs.

Once dinner came around, we were settled and ready to eat and have a lot more laughs with memories. I helped clean up the place and then began to cut Becky’s hair since the hairstylist who did try and cut it, cut it wrong. During the time, everyone is cutting up and carrying on with stories, I missed out on a lot while cutting her hair, but was filled in once I was home. Becky texted me that night after I left saying, “He finds you attractive.” My first thought was, “What the hell! You must be drunk,” which is what I  wrote to her. In the end, ladies, I got the guy! Unfortunately, I will not spare his name….at least not until our first date, but this will not be the last time you hear about him.


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