Is it a “date?”
As I started to share more personal stories and become more transparent about my own dating life, a few people have started offering to introduce to their friends. I was recently set up with a gal who we will call Michelle.
We met at Erwan on Bell Blvd and had a nice time.  Basically I had an enjoyable time, really did like her personality and what she had to say, and was interested in getting to know more about her.
Now the old me would not have even considered pursuing anything since I did not feel that “instant click”, but the new me is trying to give people a chance. So I was interested in getting together with her again and see what happens. We had met on a Sunday and I called her that Wednesday.
When I called, I left a message on her voice mail and made some type of joke that I wasn’t playing the three day rule game, but had some personal issues I was dealing with. Actually it was the truth, and I had gotten really busy and could not call her any sooner.
So what happened???
I never got a return phone call.
Now in a regular scenario, I might never have found out what happened, but since we were introduced by a mutual friend, I was able to get the scoop.
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I love what I do with Weekenddating.com and all the great success stories. However, I am the shoemaker who has bad shoes , lol. I find first “dates” very nerv racking, which is why I am a big fan of speed dating (short and sweet, no pressure).
The word “date” makes me nervous if I am just meeting someone, so I prefer not to use it.
Ok, back to the story.
When I first met Michelle that night, she mentioned that she was nervous. I said, “don’t be nervous, we are just getting together, this is not a date, it is a get together so we can find out more about each other.” I apparently said this a few times during the night. I said it to make her feel more comfortable, but also as a defense mechanism for me. Saying that we were not out on a date, but a get together, prevented me from getting nervous myself.
So it turns out that Michelle thought that I was not interested in her because I apparently kept saying that “this was not a date.” When I had called her a few days later, she also misconstrued the joke about the three day rule.
So…….. the bottom line is that Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus. We can totally talk past each other because we use different communication styles.
See.. I have this thing about the word “date.”  It makes me nervous to go out on a first “date”, so i prefer to call it a get together, meetup, or anything other than the word date.