Blind Dating

No no no, the title is misleading. I haven’t gotten to that point. Yet.

Today, I went to Swiss Chalet for dinner to kill some time before I had to work at an evening university fair. When I walked into the restaurant, which was almost dead at 4:30pm, the waiter greeted me with recognition and said, “You’ll be heading right this way.” It was weird that she seemed to be expecting me, but I followed anyway. She led me toward the back of the restaurant where, from afar, I could see a bald man in his fifties sitting with an eager grin on his face.

When I realized what was happening, I said, “Oh no, I’m not meeting anyone! I’m dining alone.”

“OOOHHH, SORRY!” she exclaimed, and swiftly shuffled me to a table on the other side of the restaurant.

It was clear to me that this man was waiting for a blind date (in Swiss Chalet, yes), told the waitress he was expecting someone, and she thought I was the target.

I couldn’t see the man from where I was sitting, but I had a good view of the entrance and spent my meal in anticipation of seeing another woman come in for this date. Does she look like me? Will he be disappointed in her after being teased by the prospect of dining with the goddess that is me? Will he be stood up? Scenarios swirled in my mind.

By the end of my meal, I hadn’t seen any other women come in alone. Still curious, I decided to go to the washroom, which was located near the dater, so I could check out the situation. As I came out of the washroom, I glanced at his table.

His date was there.

It was a man.

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I was wearing a pant suit, but C’MON!!!

theVERYsinglegirl

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6 comments

  1. Rebecca Reed

    This cracks me up….only you! But seriously; create a profile and start online dating. Go with free like plenty of fish – they even have an app now! I met my husband that way and so did my dad meet his wife & my sister meet her husband. And if all else fails it will leave your audience with some awesome stories! LOL happy dating 🙂

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