Awkward

I've had my share of uncomfortable phone conversations. There have been times I have tried to converse with people who mumble, those who speak quietly (nothing kills a conversation quite like, "What?"), those who mumble with an accent. One time, I actually fell asleep during a rather uninteresting phone call. To my defense, I had a cold and it was late at night. That is a piece of cake compared to someone who doesn't know what to say. At least I hope that's the case. Really, I'm more afraid of 'has nothing to say'.

I got a phone number of someone local who is interested in meeting me. Well, not me exactly, but someone who is single. So shy that, when given my email and cell phone, he still opted for me to call him. And he knew I wanted to meet him. It doesn't get any more of a sure thing. And he still wouldn't make the first call. Good thing I have a set of my own apparently.

As much as I've arranged meeting someone, I will attest that is never really gets easy.  First conversations can bring butterflies, or in some cases, waves of nausea. I get that. But I've done this before, so follow my lead.

When I ask you about what sports teams you like, you can ask me what sport teams I like. If you aren't sure if I like sports, you can ask me if I follow any sports. When we're talking about family members, you can ask me about mine. And if I'm in the middle of a sentence, let me finish. It's really not that hard.

So he finally asks me, well interrupts me, to ask if I want to meet for coffee. I was hoping for dinner because I think that allows for the nervousness to subside. But I can live with coffee. (As we know, it is July and I NOT be ordering a hot beverage.) Be prepared to go one step further. Like pick a location. Or pick a time of day to meet. Or pick a day.

I guess I need to look at the end result. There is a plan in place. The one I came up with.