39 cents an ounce is what is plastered on the walls at your local Yogurtland, in Southern California. No mistaking the price. Two regular sized froyos, with some toppings costs anywhere from 7 to 9 bucks. That's fucking cheap! Toss a coffee on that, too? Well, you're still sub $20 and if you're a frugal dater, you just won. I'm not sure what you win, but you won something. I recall my ex telling me about a date she went on where she met a dude at a Starbucks, on a hot day. The guy arrives and asks for a cup of hot water, he sits down, digs into his pants for a tea bag that he promptly plops into his cup o' hot water and begins to stir. Really? But that cost him none dollars. Zip. Zilch. Nada!
While I'd rather not spend an hour at dinner with someone on a first date, I don't typically suggest Frozen Yogurt or just coffee. I do try to keep things varied. However, my date knew the area better than I did and she had the idea of Froyo, which wasn't a problem. She wasn't hungry and didn't drink either… So there would be no avoiding conversation between bites of food, nor would there be an incessant prying and prodding because we couldn't hold our liquor…
No, this was simple and to the point. Do my date and I have chemistry?
The week before I'd went on a date; while cost doesn't really matter me when I'm on a date, it was a brutal date (I was the asshole, kids) and I paid around 90ish for the pleasure of it all… Booo!
This time around, my date and I ate, talked and walked. It was probably one of the more pleasant dates I had in some time, to be honest. Proof positive that you needn't be extravagant to have a good time. If chemistry is there, it really doesn't matter what you do.
We ended up going back to her place, hung out, watched some tube… I might have snuck a kiss in there or eleventy. And she was classy enough to send me on home when it was clear that either was staying or I needed to go. Good on her.
One of the things that can be difficult for me when I'm out dating is that women do search me up online; and I'm easily found. But all roads do point back to this blog. Not every woman is a fan of this blog. Not for the content, I almost always get positive feedback on it; but women often read the content I write and come to the conclusion that “he's just a player” and “he just wants to get laid.” I will say this: Those notions are not incorrect. Uncomplicated I can do right now. However, I'm not such a fool that if I met a rad woman that I couldn't be compelled to settle down for her. That said, I really don't care who finds this blog. It's a part of who I am and a place where I can dump my thoughts. A woman that digs me will understand that.
Sorry, that was a mini-rant inside of an observation. So, cheap dates… Sometimes, maybe even often times, are the best kind of date.