Who Needs A Magic 8 Ball When We Have Bowling

A friend of mine set me up on a blind date this past weekend. We spoke on the phone a few times so I thought I would be ok, but man was I wrong. He called to see if I wanted to go bowling with a group of people which sounded innocent so I agreed. This is where it started down hill. He then informed me that we had to wear matching t-shirts …. Wow … that was a flash back to junior high! We agreed to meet at Old Navy before we headed to the bowling alley.

Saturday rolls around and I get a text message saying his sister picked up extra shirts if we wanted to use them. He then asked if a small would fit. Hint, for all of the men reading this, never ever ask a woman her clothing size especially someone you have never met, but may potentially want to date.

So, we meet up at Old Navy and he is wearing jeans, a white shirt, and a blue blazer. We could have called it a night right then. Even after we put on our matching t-shirts, he wore the blue blazer.

Long story, but I ended up driving. We get in my car and he proceeds to tell me that he is so glad I drive a BMW because he will only drive a BMW, Mercedes, or Audi … what a snob. He then proceeds to talk about money, investments, how much he makes, and how he turned down an Account Executive job because he wants to finish his education……at LDS business college….interesting.

We get to the bowling alley and meet up with the 8 other couples. He does not introduce me to anyone so I start to mingle myself. His sister is dating a wan-a-be gangster Polynesian. Apparently my date holds a similar side. Before I knew it he was saying things like “ya boy, drop it like its hot, and bam you got dat” in his best Poly voice extremely loud. I had to excuse myself because I could not keep from laughing.

The night continued on and he was more concerned in winning then getting to know me, but honestly I was more then fine with that. I was so bored I decided to make my bowling a little game. Before I went, I would ask a question and if I get a strike or a spare, the answer was yes. Here is what I learned.
1. Will I have a date this year for New Years – No
2. Will I get married next year – Yes
3. Will Stephanie (my roommate) get married next year – Yes
4. Will I still work at my same job – Yes
5. Will I marry someone that I already know - No
There were a few other questions, but I don’t remember them.

Well, the night ended when I took him back to his car and he said, “well, I’ll call you but it may not be for a while because I am super busy with school.” To which I replied, “Thanks, but that won’t be necessary.”