Ohio and the MC

I started talking to this guy on Bumble early this week. He’s kind of cute and funny in his pictures, he’s from the midwest, and he’s funny on texts. I’ve slowly and then quickly figured out that guys from the Bay Area aren’t men, and the only ones that are, are thugs (which I’m almost better with than the guys that just have money and don’t know how to do anything except drink craft beer and play video games).

I suggest we meet at Forge. He’s insanely late because of the rain. Which I’m completely fine with because I’m trying to finish the book that was just released on my friend’s MC, a few of which I’m supposed to meet with that night. A perfect excuse to get out of this date btw. Not that I know I’m going to need and excuse, but I’m starting to become a huge believer in having time limits on them. Besides Finance, who I spent five hours with on our first date and it flew by like nothing, a lot of these can wind down and get awkward, especially when you know immediately there isn’t going to be a connection.

By the time he gets there I've had two drinks and am ready to get this overwith. He was sweet, a little discombobulated, liked to share personal things like his fledgling YouTube channel, his story of weight loss (including a before pic), and was a gentleman. But he ordered girly drinks! He probably should have been disqualified with that.

A highlight was when early on in the date he told me that I looked way better than my photos! I was starting to think that I wasn’t looking as good as my photos recently. After the first course he told me he found me on facebook. I’m like, how the hell is that? I’ve got an incredibly generic name, that would be close to impossible to find if we didn’t have any shared interests or friends on FB. He pulled up a wedding picture of a woman with her husband on their wedding day, and the woman was literally an orca. So was he showing me before pictures of himself so that we’d have something in common? He paid, walked me to my car, and we hugged. I wasn’t feeling it, but I was also distracted with the possibility of hooking up with a member of an MC later that night. A thought that also somewhat terrified me.

I headed to Ruby Room to meet my hot ass engaged lesbian friends, who guys never stop hitting on. Even though they’re fit and tough in their own right, I get incredibly protective. The crowd is a mix of MCs and hipsters. We had a few drinks, and then we parted ways, me heading to the biker bar, and them home. I’d been to this place once before with an former MC. I see one of the toughest ones in the alcove that is made up of the MC, and a few people that don't know to not be there. This guy is a good friend, and known as being one of the hardest and craziest of the group. I bring him and I shots of whiskey and beer. All of a sudden the other MC member that I just started talking to and hadn’t met yet, comes up to me and asks how I know the other guy. I kind of blow him off for a minute then start talking. Another guy who I’m not sure is in the MC walks up to us and asks me if I like being punched in the face. In my mind, I’m thinking, oh, they’re talking about the fight club that I’ve been invited to on several occasions. I tell them no, it turns out I don’t. That actually a mutual friend had broken my hand teaching me to spar because I was dating randos on Tinder, and he didn’t like that. He’d also given me a mild concussion the first time we sparred, because I wasn’t wearing head gear. Later I asked the guy why he asked that, and he said, “Because that’s what he’s into.”

Writing this after the point, I’m wondering if this is why he’s the only member that I know of that’s not in the Bay Area. They don’t stand for violence against women. They’re known for exacting revenge in merciless ways to those that do. And this guy lives in another state now. They all moved on to one of the guys houses, and I declined to go with. Texts stopped, we’re still friends on FB, but I’m semi terrified of what could have happened.

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