Record-Breaking Date

In addition to attending meetup activities I thought trying some online dating might be a good way to meet new people so I joined a free site, but perhaps you get what you pay for.  I just got back from a super hilarious first date.  I really didn't have high expectations for the date so at least I wasn't disappointed.

To be fair, I could tell from his pictures and profile that he was an interesting fellow (yes, I am using "interesting" as euphemism for weird) but I thought it would be entertaining.  He was one of these ironic, indie, emo folks with thick framed horn-rim glasses, a Bieber-esque hair cut, and an I'm-too-cool-for-you Jordache warm up jacket from the 80's.  He was also super disgruntled about the fact that he's currently working for 'the man'.

We had chatted back and forth through email a few times about the fact that I was new in town and hadn't been to any of the museums yet.  So he suggested we visit his favorite (free) art museum and you know how I love free stuff!  Although I do really like museums it seemed like an odd choice for a first date; not exactly conducive to conversation, but why not? 

We met this afternoon at 3:00pm in front of the Frye museum and explored the feature exhibit put on by the Degenerate Art Ensemble.  Pardon my language, but that was some freaky ass shit!  I'm no stranger to weird art and usually I'm a fan, but I think this stuff might give me nightmares.  Throughout the exhibit there were strange photos and videos of tortured looking asain girls.  I can sort of appreciate the artistry that went into the construction of some of the props and costumes, but I think it was a little creepy and dark for a date and made small talk difficult.

Thankfully we moved on to the next exhibit, a room filled with landscapes and portraits from the late 1800's.  It was an odd juxtaposition, but at least it allowed for slightly more conversation.  When we finished walking through that room... we were done!  Huh?  Apparently that was the entire museum.  Ok, well, now what? 

We agreed to go grab a drink nearby.  Once we step outside the museum, he starts to hop on his bicycle and says, "follow me".  I just stared at him and started to laugh.  Literally only five minutes earlier I had specifically told him that I don't own a bike because we were talking about getting around town.  I had also told him earlier that I would have to drive up to my aunt's house after the date to dog-sit and yet he seemed quite confused when I told him that I had driven there.  After grappling with that notion for a minute, he reluctantly said that we could simply walk around the corner to the bar he had in mind.

Unfortunately, once we get there the doors are locked.  Once again, he seemed shocked and confused.  Come on dude.  It's Sunday afternoon.  What were you expecting?  So we walked back to the museum.  Since I'm not familiar with the area I obviously couldn't make any suggestions and evidently we had reached the limits of his planning abilities so... the date was over!  I got in my car and looked at the clock.  3:38pm!  Mwhahahaha!  I think that has to be a world record for the shortest date ever.  Ahhhh, if only all bad dates could be so short :)  A girl can dream, right?