A Second Date with Bachelor #2- a Dirty Apartment, a Hyper Dog and Some Chee-tos
So Bachelor #3 and I couldn’t get it together to make plans - first he had to change the time, then I had to change the day, so we agreed to go out next week instead.
That was fine with me because Bachelor #2, the one who had that whole peeing situation at the end of our last date, has been calling me trying to make plans for this weekend. Despite his issue at the end of Tuesday night, I had a great time with him and I did want to see him again.
So when he asked if I wanted to come by his apartment, watch a movie, order food, and then go get ice cream, I thought it sounded good. I knew everything was going to stay PG, so I felt comfortable going by there.
He said he lived “just over the hill”. I got to his house twenty-five minutes after getting over Laurel Canyon and was a half-hour late. Just over the hill, my ass. When I called to say I was downstairs, he sounded surprised, “You’re here already?” Huh?
I went upstairs to his apartment and was greeted by the most hyper pug I’d ever seen. I love dogs, but this dog was mental. After about three full minutes of his dog jumping all over me I had a chance to look around his place.
Now, if you were to invite a date over, you’d clean up a little right? Not Bachelor #2. I’m certainly no neat freak, but his floor was littered with laundry, dog toys, and ninety-nine cent store bags, which I guess was where he just came from. He did say Friday night right?