When such a primitive need like hunger ruins your date.
As a food-obsessed control freak and a permanent dieter, I don't really like eating during my dates. To be honest, I hate it. Especially on a first date. This is why it is more challenging for a guy to achieve a complying reply when they ask me out for a dinner, compared to a proposal for a coffee, drink, a concert, mountain climbing... You get it. It's not that I'd have a problem to eat with people, I just think it is too humane and personal for a first date, when you are still building an impression of yourself as an inhumane, magical creature.
Well, last night I had a date. Or actually I'm not entirely sure if a date is a proper word to describe it, as we are still kinda sagging around a friend zone. And since our actual date was cancelled and we decided to stay in and watch an ice hockey game. Isn't that romantic?
Anyway, this adorable guy came to my place and we watched the game. It was sweet and we had a really good time, so after the game he stayed for hours to hang out and cuddle. Well, at this point I was really starving. We had been in my apartment for five hours. I'm the kind of person that can easily skip meals when I'm doing something more fun (Ok, this is arguable - is anything more fun than eating?), but I keep forgetting that men have to get food. They are sensitive about it. They don't just function without it.
So I got a bit uneasy realizing his hunger. I hadn't really prepared to feed anyone, so my fridge was containing skimmed milk, cabbage soup, and eggs. My option was to either let him stay hungry or start cooking eggs - how sexy would that be? I decided not to feed him.
He left. Thanked me for the night and left with no explanations. I guess whenever you put yourself in the place where a guy has to decide between you and food, food is likely to win.
Post by Sally
