This is going to be the first of many posts about my dates with basic bitches. Unfortunately, you can’t really spot them until it’s too late.
I met this young lady at Atlantic Station. It was a typical summer evening and she was on the bench waiting for someone. I walked by and did a double take. I couldn’t walk by without at least trying to holla at her. She was drop dead gorgeous. Beautiful smile, big curly hair, and a body of a goddess. We didn’t chat for long, just long enough for me to pull her number.
Over the next few days, we texted and I called her. The conversation was decent, nothing to be excited about, but not forced. Finally, we found some time to meet up for our first date and she asked me to plan it. This woman was fine, so I wanted to go on a date ASAP lest I be lost to the void via texting. Admittedly though, I should have asked some more questions before going further and forming my plan. I’ll take the L on that one. But anyway, before we go any further, let me lay out what the plan was.
I wanted to go to Barnes & Noble. Not necessarily because it was cheap (though that was a plus). The plan was to meet at B&N and walk around through the bookstore. With so many books around, it would be easy to strike up a conversation. Find a book you read before, a book you always wanted to read, or just talk about an entire section (like romance novels). In other words, we’d have no shortage of things to talk about (conversation is key). My goal, was to get to know her and find out what kind of books she liked and then at the end of the date, buy us a both a copy of a book we agreed upon. The hope was to read the book together to set up conversations and our next date (to discuss the book). And if the date went well, continued on to dinner. That was the plan, here’s what happened…
I suggested we meet at B&N. She protested and said that she wasn’t feeling that and didn’t want to spend an afternoon in the bookstore. I pushed back a little but she wasn’t having it. So that plan was scratched, and we decided to go to Whiskey Blue. It’s low key, not too crowded, semi upscale, and not a lot of distractions. We meet up, have a seat, I ordered us a few drinks, and began “conversing”. The conversation was completely dry. She was only semi engaged and getting her to say more than 5 words was like pulling teeth.
Eventually, I had had enough and brought the date to a close. We parted ways but things were still ok enough to keep communicating. I eventually asked her, what was wrong and why she was so disinterested. And this is when she revealed her basicness…
First she replied with a passive aggressive comment to the effect of, “Well, if you think about it, I’m sure you’ll figure it out”. I’m looking at my phone bewildered and instead of getting upset, I just pushed and asked if she could explain since I wasn’t getting it. She then reveals that she likes a man with a plan (see said plan above). She even complained that after she rejected the first idea, she wasn’t feeling Whiskey Blue either and that she would have preferred a day party or something (none of this was revealed ahead of time). At this point, I figured, “ok, this is just a misunderstanding, because I did have a plan… maybe this is salvageable”. So I explained to her what my plan was and that I was trying to set us up for future conversations and dates.
Her reply, “I’m not much of a book reader anyway, so that just sounds wack to me”.
I didn’t reply and that was the end of that. She asked me to plan it, I did, but wasn’t willing to go along with it. Despite how much I wanted to try again (mainly just to smash at this point), I forced myself to leave it alone. Definitely was disappointed because she was fine af.
Ah well… what say you readers? Was my plan wack? Am I wrong for calling her basic?
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