This is the first of a weekly column by Lucy aka ‘The Cougar’, a woman braving the world of internet dating.
THE FIRST DATE: and telling your parents what you are up to…
At first I think my mother was impressed and rather curious about by my bold move to ‘get on with my life’. The romance and imagination of who lies behind the screen was soon to be overcome by reality. It was almost a ‘Mastercard’ moment when I told her of my impending rendezvous… the first date…you know when you get that silent look from a parent and you just know they disapprove of what you’ve done or what you are about to do… double it, triple it and then add some.. that was just Mum, now who is going to tell my Father…
A coffee date had been set – and with a time frame already outlined – places to be and things to do afterwards you see.. …tip from a friend who is an on-liner.. have an out clause!
9.30am it was – 8.40 I woke up… urg……. Bridget Jones On-line Dating moment #1.
Luckily I have a car with a fantastic built in hairdryer, car vents set to hair dry – pity I couldn’t control the volume it adds to my hair but I was hoping it might be a windy walk to the cafe and it might settle down.. I arrive 3 minutes to spare, check my hair, lipstick, quick spray of heavenly scent… and then I look out the window.. oh no… he look old.. I mean really old. He must have lied about his age..what do I do now?? phew.. ops wrong person.. he just walked off with another woman.. she doesn’t look like me so I must be a bit nervous and mistaken my date for someone else. I pick up my jaw that was sitting somewhere down by my ankles.
I’m on time and I bet him there.. I sit down, perched on the edge of my seat close to the door.. trying not to chew a nail.. casually reading my property press and ready to bolt in case it goes all horribly wrong.. and then in he comes, instantly recognisable by his photo.. We had polite and pleasant conversation for an hour and a half… There were no thunder bolts but it was not awful. In my mind I kept thinking…this guy is fit.. I mean really fit, he climbs alps, mountains, swims lakes, cycles countries….. he is 10 kgs lighter than me, an inch shorter and if I had of agreed to go on a run with him as he suggested instead of coffee how the hell was he going to carry me when I collapsed ?? And even worse.. everyone will find out because… he works for one of my clients!!!! We part ways and agree for ‘follow up’ – what do I do now?……………….
But But… … the man who ran away came back… so now we have First Date Number Two this coming weekend… he makes TV Commercials… he seems cheeky.. so Im looking forward to this one..
Hopefully next week will bring more excitement.. stay tuned.
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