With the Taxi Drivers' resume in hand and The Pilot waiting with a single rose, our date was finally underway. There was no more fake traffic, or fake delayed taxi drivers to get in the way of sitting down in the restaurant and going through the awkward getting to know each other in person phase that can either make or break a first date.
We laughed about the resume that I was still dutifully carrying around because I was only somewhat afraid that the Taxi Driver was lurking somewhere watching me to make sure I actually give it to someone instead of throwing it in the trash. We were seated in a booth in the back of the restaurant that was right next to a creepy velvet lined picture of a child, or a clown, or a misshapen clown-child that grinned down at us. It really set the mood.
Considering it's a pancake restaurant we both ordered breakfast items and I gorged myself on pancakes while we awkwardly talked about our day and what things we had in common and any other random things we could think of because despite the fact we had a lot to say to each other while we were texting it seemed to all dried up when we were in front of each other.
Needless to say it was extremely awkward.
After our meal we decided to pick up a movie and went back to his place to watch it. At this time he only rented a room in a house with several other pilots so when we showed up to watch the movie all of his room-mates were milling around and they kept trying to come into the living room and spy out or tease or just kind of hang around being weird and making it even more awkward.
At this point, honestly, I really was thinking that this date wasn't going to go anywhere because The Pilot literally sat across the room from me while we watched the movie and there was little to no talking while it was on. It was only after it was over that we began to talk and it was basically, "Do you need a ride home?" which I accepted.
The funniest thing about this part that always makes me laugh to this day is the lecture and speech The Pilot gave me as he was driving me home. He waxed on and on about how he wasn't ready to jump into any type of serious relationship and he wasn't sure what he wanted for himself and if he wanted anything at all it was friendship or casual dates that went as slow as a snail in a coma.
This lasted the whole fifteen minute drive to my place and I had mentally checked out and believed that this was going to be that and it was back to the drawing board. I was a bit disappointed because he was cute and his texts were so funny so it kind of sucked that I left with this feeling.
Luckily the wasn't the last thing I heard from The Pilot.