I sort of mention this a
while back and there has been some new developments so it is time for a full post. This is a very long post. I tried to summarize but I just couldn't ... you've been warned.
A couple of weeks ago I went to see The Devil Wears Prada with some members of my tennis group. After the movie we had dinner at
Luna De Noche. During the midst of dinner I was asked, "why don't you have a partner?" The easy answer I tried to give was that I wasn't looking for anyone at the moment. They weren't accepting that answer, and began to ask me what was my "type". Honestly, I don't have a type. If you look at all of the guys (and a couple of girls) I have dated, there aren't a lot of similarities. But as I was further pressed on the issue, I was asked which guy did I found attractive from the movie. I chose
Stanley Tucci, because he is handsome and he was only person I knew by name. From there they started to call out names of people from our tennis group could fit the Stanley Tucci mold.
After diplomatically declining being setup with a various people. There was one that sort of caught my attention. For now, I will refer to him as Dr. Rx (or Rx for short). At the time I just thought he was a nice guy and that was that ... or so I thought.
From that point I started to looking at the Rx differently. I felt that when he was around I found myself leering. The revelation of my crush on Rx was confirmed when I volunteered at
Gay Bingo and I began noticed how handsome he was. He had on this green gingham button-down went great with his eyes, and newly grown goatee that accentuated his jawline. I was transfixed but had to snap out of it to help with cleaning. Eventually it was time to go and I wanted to wash my hands to rid them of the germs I encountered while picking up trash. I made my way to the restroom and I realized that Rx was following me. We entered the bathroom and began talking, but nothing of interest. Mostly it was about how worn the drag queens looked (mean, I know). We walked together to the parking lot to meet up with up with our group who were sporting suspicious looks. "What were you two doing in the bathroom together?", the VP asked. I replied while adjusting my shirt, "Nothing .... are my clothes wrinkled?" Laughter around, and we all headed to dinner.
I ended up getting lost en route to the restaurant and ended up being the last person to arrive, despite leaving first. Because of this I was not able to sit near/with Rx. Over the next hour we had food and conversation and I would sometime look at him and he would look at me with this smile. The night was over and we all said our goodbyes and I wanted to especially say goodbye to him but he had already left my sight.
The next day after we all went to
Cafe Express for lunch after tennis. I was heading to the bathroom to wash my hands, when I opened the door he was there. "We have to stop meeting this way or else people will talk!", I said playfully. Okay, my memory is kind of sketchy at this point but I think he said something to the effect of "the tennis group has never insinuated a possible bathroom encounter with someone ... at least it was with you". Or something like that. My crush intensified as we talked but when lunch was over we said our goodbyes and departed.
We saw each other numerous times over the next week and exchanged pleasantries, but nothing really substantial. I got his email address from our tennis group's list and I sent him an innocuous message. He replied with a witty message and we began to correspond until I finally gave him my phone number in an email and he did the same. He went away to a tennis tournament and we stayed in contact via text message.
This past Friday I got out work early and headed down to
Eatzi's for a $4.99 mountain of salad. These things are becoming addicting ... anyway, I gave Rx a call to see if he want to meet me for lunch since he worked 2 blocks away. He didn't answer my call so I left voicemail. A couple of hours later I got call from saying that he was out shopping and not at work. We chatted for a bit and he told me about his trip. After that I asked him out to dinner we decided to meet up around 9ish this past Saturday.
Pre-Dinner: I was shitting myself because I was just so nervous and wasn't sure whether this was a date or not.
Dinner: It was great. We were in the restaurant near 2 hours after eating just talking.
Post-Dinner: Exhausted because I was still trying to figure out if it was a date or not.
My housemate told me that if a gay man asks another gay man out for dinner, it is most likely a date. But I am not too sure of that. Yeah, he picked me up but maybe he is just pollution conscious. I have been trying to get the opinion of other regarding this and I've been hearing that I should just be direct and ask. If it was that easy I would have done so already. Hedging is my modus operandi when it comes to these situations.
I will see him tonight at tennis and hopefully I will be able to get some additional information from him.
...to be continued.
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