He's Just Not That Into Me...Or is He?

I went out with Sir Text-A-Lot for date number two on Monday night. I scored some free tix to an Arena Football game and invited him to go. Having played college football, and being a guy, he was psyched to go. Well, then I somehow received two more tix (Club level!) and so two more of my friends joined us. I offered him one of the tix to bring a buddy, but he couldn't find one to go. Okay, so it's him, me, one of my girlfriends, and one of my guy friends, who also played college football. I figured they'd have some common ground with that.

The novelty of the game...all four of us were virgin arena-goers, was fun, but I wasn't feeling too much chemistry from Sir T-A-L. He bought me a beer or two and we sat next to each other, but not very many of my questions to him were returned to me. For example, when I ask, 'What have been some of your best Halloween costumes over the years?' shouldn't he respond with something like, 'Incredible Hulk, a Miller Lite ref, the Morning Missile, and Hefty Smurf....HOW ABOUT YOU, 31DERFUL?' Nope, I didn't get that, which disappointed me because Halloween is my second favorite holiday and I've had, actually MADE, some great costumes. They are FABULOUS conversation pieces. I didn't offer them up, however, because, well, he didn't ask.

That's kinda how the night went. When I told my new favorite joke (Why does Snoop Dogg carry an umbrella....?.....Fo' drizzle!), he did respond with another, not nearly equally as funny, but amusing nonetheless, joke. As we later parted ways, my girlfriend in tow, there was simply a very casual goodbye. I mean with my girlfriend right there I didn't really expect a big make-out session or anything, but it was merely a friendly, almost awkward, parting, not a 'Thanks for a great date, you totally rock, and at least a kiss on the cheek' parting.

Okay, whatever, so I'm thinking he's just not that into me. Minutes after getting in my car, however, I received a text from him (shocking) that said, 'Thx for a fun time!' I responded with something like, 'My pleasure, as soon as I'm back in town for more than 36 hours (I was gone last week and am now out of town again), we should do it again. G'night!' I didn't really know if I meant that or not, but I figured I'd throw it out there and see what he said. He expediently responded, 'Agreed, little lady. G'night.' Okaaaaayyyyy..... So maybe he IS into me. I guess we'll wait and see, but I hope he comes up with some questions next time. I can't be the only one asking things like 'Do you remember where you were when the Twin Towers were hit, What country would you most like to visit, and What good pranks did you play on your siblings when you were younger?'

It's just a little ironic, however, that had he feigned interest in me by asking more questions, I would have wound up with a lot more answers regarding this burgeoing relationship.