Isn’t it crazy how the world works? Here I am, thinking that I’m going take some time meeting guys from the Internet (“the free one??? But what are the quality of guys like on there if they don’t even want to pay to meet the right girl?” my friends have asked disdainfully; and, while it’s not been so bad thus far, now I’m feeling like maybe I should be scared), and then I go and meet someone in real life. Well, meet is the operative word, because I feel like our paths must have crossed multiple times. But let me back track and explain why.
The weird thing is, I hate going out in sweatshirts. I remember once telling my friend I couldn’t go out to eat someplace “real” because I was in a sweatshirt (I can hear him mocking me right now- but it was team day at school). So the fact that I was even wearing my BGSU hoodie to Target is odd in itself. But there I was, wearing the dreaded hoodie, and I noticed a guy looking at me (not that I mind getting checked out, but not when I’m in a hoodie!), and then he came up to me, and asked if I went to BG. I told him I did, and found out that he had attended my awesome alma mater. We continued talking, and found out that we lived in the same dorm freshman year, we started and graduated the same years, and he was in the fraternity that I hung out at my first couple years, because my roommate had dated someone in the same fraternity.
“What’s his name?” He asked.
“I can’t remember, it was something foreign.”
“M******” he said, “your roommate was J***!”
Wow! Talk about small world! And I really felt like he looked familiar, and now he lives within 5 minutes of me- see what I mean about our paths crossing- I even told him I wished my life was a sitcom so we could go back and see how often we’ve been close to each other (I wonder if I ever made out with him back in college was what I was really thinking). So we exchanged numbers and said we should hang out sometime.
And us “hanging out” together ended up with him offering to come and help me shovel my driveway during the big snow a couple days later. How could I turn down that offer? And after we shoveled (together), I showed him college scrapbooks, and he knew or at least recognized many of my friends in the pictures, I even had several pictures of a girl he went to HS with. So it was an easy decision to hang out again later that night, but this time for a real date. He took me to an awesome restaurant, then we had a couple drinks, and suffered through a movie where we were both equally annoyed by all the people talking and laughing in the non-comedy (what is with people these days?!), and I found out that beyond being annoyed at the lack of common decency of people, we had so much in common, he was so easy to talk to, and he treated me amazingly. I could definitely tell that he was into me. And there’s the problem- I know I have an issue and you may roll your eyes at me, but the more a guy acts like he’s into me, the more I want to run. And I don’t know if there’s chemistry with Mr. BG, but I’m willing to give it a try, because he’s the kind of guy I think I deserve. He’s the kind of guy that would bring me soup when I’m feeling sick- I know because he did it the other day. But when he wanted to give me a kiss- I turned him down. Was it because I was sick and didn’t want to contaminate, or was it because the chemistry that I fear may be lacking on my end? I’ve had to actually tell him to quit being so nice and giving me so many compliments, I do scare easy. But it is nice to have a guy who wants to be Chasing Katie, so for now, I guess we’ll see where it goes. And– Go Falcons!
