Conversation with Harry yesterday…
Harry: I think I went on a date today, but I’m not sure.
Me: Oh yeah? Usually you can tell.
Harry: Well, it’s Ally from the therapy place. Have you met her?
Me: No, I don’t think so, but the name is familiar.
Harry: Well, she had facebook friended me and I ignored it. I explained to her that I’m selective.
Me: Oh geez.
Harry: And then we were talking last week when I was dropping off a kid. I decided that she’s okay people so I friend requested her. She text me like 30 seconds later saying that she was so excited to be facebook friend worthy.
Me: You totally went on a date.
Harry: So today I dropped off a kid for a visit and she asked if I had lunch plans.
Me: May have been just friends if she asked. Did you pay?
Harry: Well yeah.
Me: Definitely a date then.
As we continued to talk we made dinner plans. I asked if he was paying. He said he would. “You’re taking me on a date?! Hot damn you’re on fire!” We laughed and met up for pizza. He was paying as a congratulations to me for getting a better paying job (what?!?!). Hanging out with Harry is therapy for my soul. Good times. I wished him luck on his new adventure in the dating world. He’s a good guy. Now he just needs to get out of his own way and not self-sabotage.
In other news, Randy thinks that I am super hot because I can make myself squirt. I told him I’d teach him the technique. He’s an eager student. 😉