Earlier this summer during a party at a friend’s place, an acquaintance took me aside for a private conversation. He said that he wanted to fix me up with this friend. A young lady that I would really like. He said she was a dental hygienist and that she had a young son living with her in their Mission apartment.
He reasoned that Carla (not her real name) and I had a lot in common. Her favorite hobbies included movies and travel. Obviously right up my alley, right?
But there was a wrinkle in the equation.
Carla had lost hours working at the dental office where she was employed. The economy resulted in many patients having only the crucial things done and cutting back on extras like teeth whitening procedures. Thus she was being relegated to part time status.
So to supplement her now reduced income, she’s “seeing a few friends,” the acquaintance said.
How’s that again?
“She’s got a few male friends that enjoy her company. They’ll have dinner together and if everything goes well, maybe a special late night dessert at their place,” he told me.
He danced around that one but gave me her name and number anyway and asked me to call her.
I did call Carla a few days later and set up a date for drinks on the Plaza.
Maybe a date—AFTER the date?
And if that one goes well, “Maybe we could get together on a semi-regular basis?”
No strings attached.
I would have to think about that one.
What would YOU have done?
How would YOU have handled pretty Carla’s tempting proposal?