But No Chemistry?
I had my very first sugar date yesterday with the Nutritionist. We met just outside the venue, an “upmarket” Japanese restaurant, and right away I was struck by how tall she was! I had to go back to her SA profile after the date to check to see if I missed something obvious, I didn’t because her height wasn’t listed. I would say even without her shoes, she would have been at least my height at 5’11” – with her shoes, she was a good two inches over me. I know women aren’t fond of short men, so immediately I was put off because I felt she would have been put off. That is just how I work, not sure if accurate. If I had seen her height on her profile, I most likely wouldn’t have even sent her a message, but don’t get me wrong, I think tall women are gorgeous and there is nothing wrong with them from my perspective!
We had our greetings, made our way to be seated and walked the length of the restaurant. A lot, no understatement, of heads turned watching a tall gorgeous blonde walk through. I feel guilty about feeling bad about this, but because standing next to her people must have been; WTF? I felt bad because she was with me, an average guy. I feel guilty about feeling bad because it isn’t her fault for being very healthy and attractive or even tall, I don’t want to place the blame for this on her or anything. We sat down, I handed her a card with what I hoped was decent for a first sugar date, $300 in this case, and she thanked me.
In any case, as usual and due to the fact that we were ordering as Vegans there was some lengthy ordering to be done. Asking what things were made from and what they were, you know, annoying shit us Vegans do! The food was great though, and she was too. Conversation was mostly about health and topics related to that, some from my past as she seemed interested in certain parts of it. Getting people’s stories is pretty closely related to her work, so she was pretty good at getting the information out of me haha.
The date was from 7 till 9 at the restaurant, I did have to go back to work anyway so that made it easy not to get confused about what or even if anything more would have been on the cards for the night. In any case I didn’t really feel the insert your own shitty cliché with her on this date, so I am sure it ended right as she would have wanted it to. Paid for the dinner, left a good tip, walked her to the parking station and paid for her parking and said our goodbyes.
I’m pretty disappointed! I suppose you can’t hit a home run on your first try, but I didn’t expect to go to the ball park and then not be able to play the game haha. I guess I just felt like it was over before it started on this first SD. Shit!