Blind Date #3 - Second Chances

Right, so, C got his second chance this past Saturday.

And he totally blew it.

It was supposed to be the same drill as last time. We'd meet at my aunt's table in the casino and go from there. I got there right at 6 and sat down to wait. My aunt was dealing 3 card poker and had a couple of people at her table. I watched and she and I kept an eye out for C.

I waited. Her break came and went. I kept waiting. We told the last lady playing at her table about what was supposed to be happening and she started keeping an eye out for him.

I waited for about two hours before calling it quits and going to my friend Den's to watch Buffy and Firefly and Dr. Horrible.

So, I dressed up, again. Wore make-up, again. Did my hair, again. For nothing. WTF, mate?

Seriously, sometimes it seems like I only decided to do this project for an excuse to use up some of the massive amounts of make-up that I have. Because I won't wear it otherwise.

Anyway. C blew it. Big time. And what's even weirder is that the night before he'd been at the black jack tournament telling people that he was nervous about the date, which means that he was planning on coming. So, seriously, what's his damage?

He's not getting a third chance. But I'd be lying if I didn't admit that it is tempting to have my aunt tell me the next time he's in and to just go down and find out what the hell. But I don't like to waste my time.

On the plus side, I did get to learn a new card game. At this rate, I could just make the rounds and learn all the table games at the casino.

K