2 for 2

Thank god I am going home on Friday, because honestly, I need a break.

I am wiped out from the past two days. Today I am going to the beach

and am going to zone out. Totally.

Let me start by saying A is a good guy. A really really good guy. He

was honorable at the wedding and did not take advantage of me, or

steal any of my shit. He carried me into the room and put me into bed.

He said he was disappointed because he wanted to get it on. But

realized as soon as we left the wedding that it wasn't happening

because  I "ceased to function due to excessive alcohol consumption."

When he still wanted to come into the city to hang out I was totally

shocked. It takes a lot to scare this guy off. I know, because I put

him through the ringer.

The plan was for us to spend the day in NYC together. It was beautiful

weather and could have been a great day. He came in at 11, came up to

my place to use the bathroom and we sat on the couch and talked. I

asked him what types of embarrassing things I told him at the wedding,

I guess nothing too bad. We have a lot in common and he's super cool

and nice, and thinks I'm perfect (he said this, he's delusional) so I

liked him.  Not the same sparks as I felt with RC but still, A saw

me at my worst (not exact worst, but that's coming up) and still

wanted more.

We made out, because that's what I do.  It must be said that Abe has a

slammin bod. Like perfecto- abs and all. I commented on how impressed

I was at this.  He is kinda cocky and said that he did not know many

28 year old Jews with abs. I agreed, but that does make him seem a bit

overly confident. I told him this too.  After the make out session

with A's great body we got stoned and decided to get burgers at

shake shack.

This could have been the perfect afternoon, really my ideal day.

Unfortunately it goes downhill from here.

I ordered my burger and water and paid, for myself!  Then he ordered.

I was waiting for him thinking, "seriously?! You didn't pay for my $8

order, wtf!  No sex for you!  (ehhhh, no more sex for you)". Total

disbelief on my end. I had to at least get through the lunch though,

but I was pissed. Then, I started to not feel well. I knew I would

need A to hold me up so I had to suspend my feelings of being

pissed.  I started walking and told him that I didn't feel well, I was

going to pass out. I need to go sit outside on the bench. He was

pretty worried and helped me get to a bench, where I PASSED OUT. I

fainted on our date. A major pass out too. No dairy, this was from low

blood sugar I'm pretty sure.  I hadn't eaten yet that day and had an

eventful morning.

When I came to, there was a yenta on the phone with the ambulance. I

said no way am I getting in an ambulance.

1. I know that shit is expensive.

2.  Could it be any more embarrassing?

3.  I was stoned and would have to tell the ambulance guys that, plus

other personal information that I would rather not divulge on a first

date

The lady said "too late they already sent it." I would have just gotten

up and walked away so I wasn't there when the ambulance came, but I

couldn't walk so that wasn't an option. I turned to A and said I am

not getting in the ambulance and I will kill you if I have to. He said not

to worry. I told him he should probably run away and I won't blame

him. He said no, he would never run away from me. Weird thing to say,

but for some reason he was still in love. Like I said, delusional.

(remember, all of this and he didn't pay for the burger). I told him I

need some sugar and at that point our food was ready. He went to pick

it up, longest 5 minutes of my life.  I slowly ate the bun and tried

not to pass out or throw up. I still felt miserable.

Finally (half hour after pass out) the ambulance came. I hope I never

actually need one, because I would be dead by the time they got there.

We stayed on the bench and the ambulance people didn't get out of the

truck. After 10 minutes they drove away. Great service. I was in the

clear.

I said to A "you won't forget this one, huh". He at first acted like

it was nothing, then said, "yeah, you're right". I assured him I

wouldn't forget either.  I then told him that it was pretty impressive

that I blacked out both times we were together.  It really is pretty

ridiculous. My first impression wasn't bad enough that I had to pass

out on the kid the second time. And he still wanted more!!  I kept

giving him permission to leave and said I could call Feathers to get me

but he said no. He was staying.

Finally I could walk.  I was going to go home, shower, and eat a bag

of cookies. A was ok with this. I asked him what he knew about me,

besides that I pass out and drink too much (and sleep with guys a

little too easily.)  He said he knew I was divorced and that I was 32.

He asked about the divorce and I told him. I asked why he was still

interested. He said he still liked me despite all of that, oy. He has

no idea what he would be getting himself into. Although, he did handle

the pass out incredibly well, both times. Still, didn't pay for the

burger.

We got upstairs, I said I am taking a shower, he said he was staying.

I said you're fucking crazy, but ok.  After the shower I put on sweats and

sat on the couch with my bag of cookies and announced that I wasn't

leaving that spot for the rest of the day. He can feel free to go

enjoy the day. He didn't want to go. He wanted to sit with me but I

felt like shit, was still too mortified, and really did not want to

entertain or talk for the rest of the day. He finally agreed to leave.

(most guys would have run way before this, I know. I practically had

to force him to leave).

I immediately called Feathers to come over so I could cry to her about

my day. She came so fast she forgot het wallet. She's amazing.

A kept in touch for the rest of the day, even called me to hang out

again, because I am such a great host.  Alas, I am too busy and can't

see him until I get back in Sept. I think he understands, but who

knows bc he  is crazy. And, didn't pay for the burger. He is quite the

conundrum.

This is the most embarrassing thing that has happened to me on a date

yet.  And hopefully will not be beat.

Later when RC asked abt my day I told him I passed out at shake

shack.  He called me on the phone right away to find out what happened,

which I liked. He thinks I was with a girlfriend when it happened. I

wonder what he would have done or what his reaction would have been if he was with me and I fainted. I think he would be ok and handle it well. I might ask him. He is very

interested in medical stuff and knows about many of my ailments. I

asked if he thinks I'm totally crazy for passing out and he said not

at all. So that's good.

I am looking forward to Thursday with him. It should be interesting to

see what happens since I am leaving.