Wednesday, April 28, 2010
We met some new people last night. First-timers. They were very nice. They looked good and had decent taste in beer. They were also quite visibly nervous. First-timers always are. She was tenser than he was. My wife and I have done this many times. We’re quite accustomed to it, and we did our best to help ease their tension. She’s 22, and he’s 27. If I understand correctly, they have been together off-and-on for a few years, though this time around, they’ve only been together for about a month. That’s sort of a red flag, but I don’t care. By the end of our dinner and beers, they had reversed roles. She seemed more at ease than he did, and we parted with the honest intent of pursuing it further. I doubt that we’ll ever hear from them again.