First Date - Joseph's Perspective

Kate, as you can tell from the previous posts, was pretty intrigued and gave me her phone number. It took me a couple of days to use it, I probably waited until Tuesday or so to give her a call. If I remember correctly I called right after I left work, but got her voicemail. It might have been strategic so that I wouldn't have to actually talk to her, but would make her have to call me back. I left a message letting her know who I was (remember the handsome blonde man from the Halloween party?) and if she "wanted to grab a drink" that weekend. My heart was pounding, and it took me a few minutes to actually build up the courage to make the call in the first place. I hope that didn't come across over the phone.

She called back later that evening and again my nerves struck as soon as I heard the phone ring, but I got it together and answered. She said that she'd love to go on a date, however this weekend she was going to be out of town at her friends Stacy & Ray's wedding, "how about sometime the following week?" So we set up a date the following Wednesday night after she got back, I was going to pick her up and we were going to try out a bar I had been meaning to check out, Sun Liquor. The webpage doesn't give very much away, and I didn't know anything about the place at the time so the bar really could have gone either way. A little bit bold, but I figured it was on Capitol Hill, it showed I was edgy enough, but still liked a good drink.

I picked Kate up at her fancy house in Laurelhurst and we headed to the bar. The date was kind of a blur, she ordered a margarita (I think) and I probably had a manhattan. She wore polka dots and I wore a green sweater with a corduroy jacket. I asked about her shoes, and we delved more into each others lives. There was a lot of talking, smiling, laughing and I'll assume looking back that her body language was positive.

Kate's 1st Date Outfit

Time flew by pretty quickly, and it was time for a second drink. Being a work night Kate didn't want to order a second (and I guess show her potential suitor that she's a classy woman who doesn't get drunk on the first date), but neither of us wanted the date to end. I suggested a cup of coffee at a nearby Capitol Hill institution: Bauhaus. A place I spent many a late night studying during my time at Seattle U. She agreed and we continued our conversation for another hour or so over lattes.

It got pretty late and I drove her home, walked her to the door and got a hug. Maybe I got a peck on the cheek. Honestly I don't remember. I do know that I felt pretty good about the date, great about how the conversation was easy and fluid with her, and excited that we talked about meeting again soon. Little did I know at that time our next date was really going to consist of Kate introducing me, in an intimate setting, to every one of her close friends in Seattle. Sink or swim.