A date in which I learn that a guy who has direction is the best kind.

Once upon a time I was set up on a blind date (surprising, eh?). This time, it was by someone who I didn't even really know. I went back to the home ward for a Sunday, and after Relief Society was awkwardly cornered by someone who had moved into the ward after I had moved out. My mom had warned me that she might be talking to me. So when she came my direction, I knew what she was coming over to ask.

Her son called me a few days later and left a message that said something along the lines of, "Um, hey. This is Zack. So I guess my mom wants me to go out with you. So, yeah. Give me a call back and we can set something up."

My first thought? Does he even want to take me out? Or is he doing it to get his mom off his back?

Anyway, I called him back later to set up said date. Our conversation went like this:

Me: Hi Zack. I got your message! I think a date sounds fun.
Him: Yeah. So when do you want to go? We could probably go any night this week. But we should probably just do dinner so it's not awkward or anything.
Me (thinking to myself): Huh? This is already awkward.
Me: Well I am free any night this week, so I can go whenever works best for you!
Him: Okay, well let me check my schedule and I will call you back.

Our date was later set for that Thursday night. He picked me up, fashionably (or not) late. He did at least call to let me know he was running late. After having to do an acrobatic act to get up into his over-sized truck, we were on our way. He told me we were going to Red Lobster for dinner and hoped that was okay with me. Within the first ten minutes of the date, I knew there was not going to be a second. And I knew that I just wanted to go home. Conversation was SO forced. And all he wanted to talk about was his truck, his days in Costa Rica, and how he was moving out with a bunch of 21 year old guys that week (he was 32, BTW). In an attempt to make conversation, I asked about what he did for work, if he was going to school, etc. His response, "Well, I'm not done with college. I actually never even finished high school. I got kicked out of the house when I was 18. I deliver pizzas, and I don't really see any need to finish my degree right now or find a serious job since I don't think I am going to get married soon."

Um. Okay. Now, I have nothing against delivering pizzas. It's a totally acceptable job. BUT... the problem came when he spit out the line about not needing to settle down or be serious. In my humble opinion, I find it much more attractive if a guy is already serious about life and at least trying to move forward before he meets a girl. There may be reasons to his being 32 and still single.

We sat through a very painful dinner. Again, conversation was still incredibly forced and was extremely shallow--- you can only go so deep when talking about scuba diving in Costa Rica (no pun intended...) and when he keeps mentioning how busy he is because he is moving. After he ate the entire basket (and half of another) of the cheese biscuits, he packed up the remaining ones and we headed out.

I haven't heard from him again, but I did hear word of his mom's report. In his words, "I think I was just a little too rough around the edges for her."

Oh, is that what it was? Silly me. I thought it was the lack of motivation and such.