Saturday, October 25, 2008

He Gave Me a Pumpkin. Yes, a Pumpkin.

This is Halloween, everyone scream. Won't ya please make way for a very special guy...Our man Jack is king of the pumpkin patch. Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King now. ~ This Is Halloween, from A Nightmare Before Christmas

So last evening's date was with an attractive man whom I will call Matthew. Matthew and I met at a work-related happy hour...his work, I was tagging along with a friend whose boyfriend used to work at at the place that was hosting the event.

Matthew and I seemed to get along pretty well that evening, so decided to meet for a drink where it'd just be the two of us. I had high hopes for Matthew. He seemed so normal.

We met at a restaraunt/bar last evening. When I arrived, Matthew was already there. He greeted me at the entrance with a bright purple gift bag bursting with hot pink tissue paper. Obviously pleased with himself, he handed me the bag. It was really heavy. Hmmm.

The waitress took us to a table and we sat down. He anxiously asked if I was going to open the gift and I said okay, explaining that I didn't usually get gifts on a first date, so this was really sweet.

I rummaged through the tissue paper and pulled out...a pumpkin. Yes, a big, round, orange...pumpkin.

And that's all I have to say about that.