I decided to keep it to the basics during our chat. So Tom was told whose party it was, who would be there, that I’m a Democrat, I’m from Jersey, and I like rock music. And I really love cheese. We agreed to meet at a Starbucks around the corner from the venue.
When it was time to meet Tom, I began to question my sanity. On paper it seemed like a completely awkward and weird thing to do. What if I didn't even like this guy? What if he had bad breath? What if he was a total weirdo?
But as soon as Tom arrived, he put me at ease. He was super chill and personable, and we chatted about everything from music to films to books as we walked to the bar. For a minute, I began to feel like I was on a real date.
What if he was a total weirdo?
"Let’s sit on this bench for a few minutes," Tom said motioning me to sit. "First things first," he said as I sat down. "You’re sitting too far away from me. No one will ever believe we’re dating." Damn this guy was good! Here I was worried about beets and Gwen Stefani when the real giveaway was my body language.