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The Lady Doctor at Pause Wine Bar

  • Single in Oakland
  • Nov 19, 2015
  • 2 min read

Finance has been here for three days. It’s like playing house, but with not enough sex. About twice a day is all that he can muster and it’s starting to be an issue for me. After going all night with BV and Friend Zone, I expect more. So he’s not really making any moves to leave...and I’ve had a date lined up with a female doctor for a couple of weeks for tonight. I finally tell him that I have to be in the city at 7. He says that he forgot to ask me why I was going into the city, and I sheepishly tell him I’ve got a date. I’m terrible at lying so I don’t even try. He’s like, “Oh yeah, some hot guy?” And I tell him it’s actually a woman. We haven’t had that conversation yet, that I’m bi. He takes it well, later telling me that it would kill him if I left him for a woman. At this point I’m really into him and the feelings seem mutual, but I don’t want to bail on the date, and he should know that he’s got some competition. He’s actually a really good sport about it and tells me to have fun.

This is only the second date I’ve been on with a woman since I've been single, so I’m a little nervous. I've always feared rejection from women. I get to the wine bar just in time to look up her profile before she gets there. It’s a trivia night, and I’m thankful for the possibility of a distraction if it’s necessary. Her pictures are a bit gawky, it’s hard to tell how cute she is, but it looks promising. I notice that her profile says six feet, which I think, wow, that’s tall for a girl, just as she walks up to the table. She...looks like a character out of Kids in the Hall. Tall, gawky, messy curly hair...an Adam’s apple, and what definitely looks like the beginning of a 5 o’clock shadow. We make small talk, “her” job sounds fascinating, she works in the trauma center of the gnarliest Oakland hospital. Trivia starts, “she's” competitive. I don’t know most of the answers, “she” looks at me like I’m an idiot, and I keep thinking, I may be an idiot, but you’re a man. Anyway, the night was fun. I laughed a lot. I ended up texting The Kid immediately after and a couple of other friends, and NEVER tell Finance.

 
 
 

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