Without wanting to steal Dana thunder, a certain gentleman who hangs around the local group here has persistently asked me to go out to dinner...
At first it was an easy NO!!! And it became little more than a humorous anecdote, but, as I said he's persistent..
Next layer of defence, set the wife on him... Epic fail!!! She thinks it'll be ok, just go out, have a meal, chat... Nothing will happen.
Now I must admit I'm am starting to be intrigued. Poor old fella is just lonely. I'm adamant he's getting nowhere. Now how many times have I taken girls out, spent all my money for nothing more than the possibility of a telephone call at some nebulous point in the future...
Ok, fire up the girls at work... I get a thumping down and a resounding NO!!! Phew!!!
Talk to my local circle of gals here, again a resounding NO. Both groups thinking the same, it's just cruel to string him along. And what the hell was I thinking?
So I talk to him.... Let him down gently. Ain't nothing gonna happen, I tell him' EVER!!! It with be an incredibly underwhelming evening!! A cardboard cutout would be better company, store mannequin more friendly, crash test dummy warmer. I'm straight, categorically and undeniably.. Don't care he says.... He would just like to chat over a nice meal.
Ok... So what do I do???
Again I'll admit the whole idea intrigues me. To be actually treated 'like a lady', dress in my finest, by picked up, taken to a fancy restaurant, wined and dined...
(Now to counter the obvious, the wife is not just agreeing under protest. She knows and is confident that is just 'an experience' for Donna... Nothing more...)
I'll keep fending him off in the short term but I'm sorely tempted to go on just one 'date'. WTF!!!!!