Monday, June 23, 2008

Bachelor #55

I never believed it could really happen. It sounds too good to be true. It’s the single girl’s impossible dream: the Starbucks encounter. Yes, a couple of days ago, I was walking by Starbucks – I wasn’t even going IN – and out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a handsome stranger sitting alone on the patio, looking straight at me. Our eyes met. Amazingly, I fought my natural counter-productive instinct to quickly look away, and instead, I did the unthinkable. I smiled. He smiled back.

Still, I am the world’s biggest wimp, so I kept walking. I was on my way to run a quick errand. I knew I’d be walking back in this direction in a few minutes, so I had time to come up with a plan. I decided if he was still there, I was going to boldly go where pretty much everyone but me probably goes all the time (which might offer a bit of an explanation about my dating history): I was going to say hello.

And I did. And just like that, I met a handsome stranger at Starbucks. We chatted for a couple of minutes about, well, Starbucks, and then he gave me his card. So there you have it folks, it actually CAN happen.

Of course, at this point, I knew essentially nothing about Bachelor #55 except that he’s a consultant, he has great dimples and he drinks Americano. For example, I had no idea that he was also a raging anti-Semite.

Here’s how I found out. I sent a cheeky email. Flirty banter ensued. We agreed to meet for a drink. We got to chatting, and he mentioned that he spends a fair amount of time at a very hoity-toity private club. The kind of place where the men wear blue blazers and the women are all named Muffy. As is my way, I made a joke about how if I ever went there with him I’d have to lie about my very Jewish-sounding last name. From the look on his face and the change in his demeanor, you would have thought I had pushed back my hair to reveal a pair of shiny silver horns.

Naturally, I called him on it. And just as you’d suspect, he told me I was crazy. What was I talking about? He loves Jewish people! He’d never go to a doctor or an accountant that wasn’t Jewish! He was just surprised because “usually, you can tell."

Next.

5 comments:

The Sorority said...

The hell??? Who the hell says that these days? Did you kick him in the shin? Sign him up for crop circle spam emails?

Asshat!

Marc said...

He's right. Usually you CAN tell...by the horns. That's why he was confused by your hornlessness.

babs said...

Wow. I was all set to be excited for the meeting-a-handsome-guy-at-starbucks encounter... and then he has to go and blow it! How annoying.

jess said...

OMG, I have noticed that anti semitism is totally popping up all over. Where you least expect it... how scary.

On another note, love your blog. I am exhausted reading about your dates but they are hilarious.

Mimi Lenox said...

Now that's just sad.