I went out with some friends on Saturday and decided to invite this guy I've been chatting with for a little while. I thought, what could be a better first hangout time than getting together for a fun night with some cool-ish people?
A little backstory on this guy first - he's not stupid, but he's definitely not going to be accused of being the smartest person anyone's ever met. Can I just mention here how much of a jerk I feel like saying that? I probably will regret writing that actually. (By the way, the air up here on my high horse is very nice.) He's kind of a meathead; in fact, let's call him Meathead. Meathead is also quite a bit younger than I am. Anyway, Meathead is seems really sweet and nice, so I stopped looking down my nose at him and gave him a chance to prove me wrong.
It might be worth mentioning here that he's rather...attractive. (Don't judge me.)
So, I (after swallowing what little pride I have left and wringing my hands for about an hour) invited him and he actually said he thought that would be fun. Yay! I wasn't rejected. I was getting excited to have a nice hang out time with this guy and even started mentally planning my attire for the evening, then the most curious thing happened. Meathead asked where we were going and I gave him the name and location of where we would be. Then, after about a half hour, Meathead said he didn't know about going because he "didn't know where" the place was.
I'm sorry, what? Okay. I know that when you haven't been to a particular place before, it can be confusing, but this person works with computers. COMPUTERS. AND THE INTERNETS. I didn't know that pulling the map for some place was such a complicated task. Meathead did ask me if maybe we could to hang out instead, on his side of town because he wanted to see me, but I politely declined. I mean.
Oh Meathead, you're trying to impress me right now, you know? A little effort, like MapQuesting, never hurt anyone.
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