A few short weeks ago I was invited to go out to the comedy club in the Ventura Harbor. What was supposed to have happened was: I was going to meet my 2 girl friends one of their new beaus, along with my X and his friend For comedy that night. Yes my X and I are friends and on occasion hang out.
My X was going to drop off our (18 yr old) son at the bowling alley, then pick up his friend (I'll call him Bill), then meet us at the Comedy Club. I got a call from my son saying he was going to need me to take him and his friends to the bowling alley because his dad was finishing a mural. Not a problem. Then I get a call from my X asking if I can pick up Bill, because he's on my way to the Comedy Club. He wasn't sure he could make it out to Bill's and make it on time to Comedy. OK, sure, fine, not a problem. So now I've dropped off my son, picked up Bill and am at the Harbor ready for comedy. I get a call and find out that only one of my girlfriends is going to make it. I'm still holding out hope that my X is going to show up. However I've learned, that although I look awesome in blue, I shouldn't hold my breath for my X to come through with anything. He never does show up. What a surprise! (Can you smell the sarcasm?) So here I am with Bill, my girlfriend and her new beau. Awkward! The comedy was hilarious! Enjoyed myself completely.
Comedy is over, my friend and her new beau have other plans so they leave. I still have to wait around another 2 hours to go pick up my son. I ask Bill if he wants to go look for a good spot to hang out at on Main St. until it's time to pick up my son. He agrees and we take off to Main St.
We were walking down Main St. when I hear this woman singing in this little hole in the wall place called Charlene's. I wanted to go in. Something about her voice called me. I was absolutely drawn to that place. Bill wanted me to show him where I usually hung out. So we walked a few blocks more then turned around and started heading back. I practically sprinted back to Charlene's. I wasn't taking no for an answer this time, we were going to go inside and listen to that woman sing! So we went inside. There were no open tables, except for this one with this Latino texting like a mad man. I asked Bill to ask if the seats at the Latino's table were taken. He said he was embarrassed to go ask a strange man to sit with him and we should just leave. (Yeah right!) I asked the gorgeous Latino sitting alone at the only table with 2 open seats if we could sit in the 2 extra chairs he had at his table. He graciously allowed us to sit at his table. To my dismay, the song she was singing, 'At last' was her last song of the evening. I was a bit upset, so I asked the Bill to find out when she would be singing here again. He got up and went to get the info I requested. In the mean time, I am drooling over this Latino's luscious lips. I started up a conversation with him. He was busy texting. He finally gave me his full attention and wanted to know if the guy I was with was my husband or boyfriend. Neither, I answered, and we continued our conversation about what we each did for a living. He asked me if I preferred black men. (Did I mention, Bill is Black?) I had to let him know that I had never dated a black guy, that I was attracted to Latinos. Bill comes back, I send him off for a drink. We, Luscious lips and I continue our conversation. He asked me if I knew exactly what it was that I was attracted to in Latino men. Then he started talking to me in Spanish, I hadn't even noticed that Bill had come back. He asked me to get him a quote and gave me his phone number. I put his number in my phone and he told me to call him so I could be sure I put it in my phone correctly. DUH!!!! That was the first and last time I fell for that one.
Picture of 'Lips' our 1 month anniversary sitting at the table we met at.
Then Bill turned to me and said how incredibly rude it was for us to be speaking Spanish just to exclude him from the conversation. I assured him that was not the intention. He assured me that it most certainly was the gentleman's intention if not mine. He proceeded to politely tell me that it was rude for his date to be flirting with other men right in front of his face... Excuse me? Your date??? He then let me know that my X had set me up with him. He was not going to accept that I didn't know. But I didn't. Then my son, who by the way, has impeccable timing, called to let me know it was time to go pick him up... Yeah! Okay buddy think what you want, but I've gotta go drop your ass off so I can pick up my son and his friends. Later!
I didn't hold out much hope that the Latino with the Luscious lips would call me. If I wanted to start something I would probably have to really get him a quote on Monday... Bill disagreed. He told me he'd be surprised if the snake didn't call or text me before I got home. Oh my! How dare you call Luscious Lips a snake! To my surprise, by the time Bill and I had reached my car, Luscious Lips had already text me. He had said what a pleasure it was to have met me, and that he would very much like to see me again for a cup of coffee or a drink or just anything I would be agreeable to and he said he hoped I had an enjoyable evening. WOW!!!
On our first date.
To be continued....
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