Jay, Reinaldo, Fred

Jay and I have been chatting for a while. He’s really funny is a New Jersey sort of way. He makes “what kind of 45 year old guy does…” jokes (in reference to SJ). My side hurt from laughing one night. Jay doesn’t drink and loves yoga. He’s filthy and crude. I assumed it was joking but it turns out he wanted FOB. I’m opposed to that and texted him a Dear John. He immediately texts back – “Break glass in case of sever booty call emergency. I’ll come with Hendricks and tonic.” I replied great idea and we started joking again. Funny thing is that I bet we become real friends and I tell him about my adventures.

Enter Reinaldo – an area realtor. Taking my chances with a realtor, I know, but the housing in this are is nuts so I assume he does ok. We agreed to meet at 7:30pm but traffic was killing the vibe. He kept wanting to push it back until I said we could reschedule. It’s looking like January unless he wants to be on the wait list. Didn’t ask.

Fred has been on the radar for some time and I scheduled this Thursday for him. Since I had nothing to do, I told him he was not on deck anymore but get to the plate. I was on speaker phone and Rosy was listening to the conversation. It was funny as he was nervous but excited. We opted to go to BJ’s in Tysons. I didn’t mind the drive – again, escape route coupled with learning the area.

Fred is in international telecom and contracts with the government. Sounded exciting and he seems to really enjoy his job. He’s tall with a distinct chin and athletic body. Dr. D (my sister by the way) thought he looked Italian. I didn’t ask, but will. He is a good dresser but I could help him improve as it was on the baggy side. He was really playful in text but was noticeably nervous when we met. He asked if he was being punked because he never met anyone like me in online dating. I hear that a lot and would LOVE to know what the hell that means.

He likes really nice things – restaurants, bourbon, cigars, travel. He really wants to impress me and was giving me crazy fun options if I was willing to keep the Thursday date. I told him I have a strict (except for hot Chris) one date policy and they are typically on the waaaay innocent side. He mentioned helicopter tours, holding a wind machine for me when I enter rooms, sending flowers, even waiting for the cable guy while I was at a spa. HA! I told him yes to Thursday but I may get a sever case of appendicitis if it’s lame. He said “wait, what if I don’t feel like going after tonight?” I said ok – plenty more of you where you come from. He nervously laughed and said absolutely wants to spoil me. Good. Thursday is a go. Look out DC – I have a feeling we are taking over.