The Guy from the PATH

So I went out for drinks with the guy from the PATH on Monday night.  Turns out he was Irish.  I guess I knew that already from Saturday night, but like I stated previously, I wasn’t really paying any attention to him then.  I was using him for a pillow, and that was it.

We met up outside a local bar and he was just as cute as he looked during my Facebook stalking.  But as soon as we walked inside, he opened his mouth, and in his thick Irish accent asked, “So, do you come here often?”

I just burst out laughing.  “Do you know how cliché that line is?”

He just looked confused.  I guess it’s not funny in Ireland.  He then reminded me of MY line from the PATH:  “Are you going Hoboken?”  followed by, “Can I sleep on your shoulder?”  So I shut up.

It took me a little while to get used to his accent.  Actually, I didn’t get used to it at all.  I just kinda gave up at some point and guessed what he was saying based on context.  I spent more effort concentrating on what he was saying, than the content of his stories.  And what is it with me going out with guys with the most obscure hobbies?  The last one was Halo champion of America, and this guy is the national carpentry champion of Ireland.  He traveled to Japan several years ago to compete in the WORLD CARPENTRY CHAMPIONSHIP, at which he placed 10th out of 19, and was very disappointed in his performance.  I mean who even knew carpentry was a sport?  Certainly, not I.

So we’re chatting, and the carpenter mentions a “football” team he’s on.  Okay…. football.  Now there’s a few different things this can mean.  And he’s Irish, so I’m thinking it probably doesn’t mean the sport that the Giants and the Jets play.  So I ask for clarification.

“So by ‘football,’ do you mean what we call ‘soccer?’ Or do you mean rugby?”

“No, football.  Gaelic football.  It’s sort of a mix between soccer and rugby.”

GAELIC FOOTBALL?!  Why are boys SO DAMN CONFUSING?!  I thought I had all of their sports somewhat figured out… I mean I even read “The Idiots Guide to Rugby” and “Football for Dummies.”  But now I’m thrown a new one…. Gaelic Football.   I can’t keep up.

The night goes fine, we didn’t stay out for long.  It was a Monday.  Carpenter mentioned early on that he had a super early morning for work (I should mention here that he has a good job).  So after two beers each, we got the check (and by beers, I mean he drank CIDER, which I feel is maybe possibly a little girly…but he’s not the first guy who’s done it in recent weeks, so I am trying to hold judgement).

So here’s the deal:  I’m a pretty independent female.  I do not expect men to pay for me.  I ALWAYS offer to at least split the bill.  When the check came for our FOUR beers, I reached into my wallet and realized I didn’t have cash to offer, so I pulled out my credit card and said “I only have a card.”

So he puts his cash back in his wallet, pulls out a credit card, takes mine out of my hand, puts them both in the check folder, and says okay, then we’ll just split between two.

Now I’m a little bit flabbergasted.  This was a first date.  A first date in which HE asked ME out.  And we are going to split FOUR BEERS among TWO CREDIT CARDS?  Call me old-fashioned in this instance, but I felt he should have picked up the check.  To split four beers among two cards is just obnoxious.  I was seriously tempted to take his card out, give it back to him and tell him I’d just get it.  In hindsight, I wish I had.

So you’re thinking to yourself, maybe he had an awful time and didn’t view this as a first date…. maybe he just viewed it as two new friends going out for beers on a Monday night.  Yes, that could very well have been the case.  Until he began to walk me home, put his arm around me, and then stopped in the middle of the park to pull me in for a big, fat, SMOOCH.  Yepppp, he went for it, no hesitation.

Luckily the rest of the walk home was quick, because as cute as this Irishman was, I was still kinda turned off by the check splitting.  Am I acting like a crazy girl??  (No, seriously… tell me).  I think I might be.

‘Til we meet again…  xo

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10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Court K
    May 02, 2013 @ 13:50:50

    Maybe it’s an Irish thing? Or maybe he thought if he denied your card, you would have found THAT to be rude?? He sounds cute. And bold.

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  2. christinecaltabiano
    May 02, 2013 @ 14:15:23

    That’s terrible. if he isn’t going to treat you like a woman on the first date, there’s no need for a second one.

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  3. Lindsay
    May 02, 2013 @ 14:34:16

    Pros: Irish accent. Cons: drinks cider and didn’t offer to pay for 4 beers. I say move on to the next one.

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  4. Lauren
    May 02, 2013 @ 15:09:43

    Go out with him again, court. Lance didn’t pay for me on our first date and now we’re getting married. Hahahaha.

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  5. Meg
    May 02, 2013 @ 17:39:27

    Eh…he is super good looking in that picture (pro) but like..really dude? just pay for the damn beers. and by beer i mean cider (con)

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  6. Steph D
    May 02, 2013 @ 18:10:19

    Cider isn’t girly in Ireland. It’s totally normal like drinking Guiness. It is funny splitting four beers on two CCs but he probably didn’t realize it’s kinda rude. Dating in Ireland is totally backwards. I’m surprised he even kissed you, that’s like a 4th date over there lol. Give him a second chance.

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  7. mom
    May 02, 2013 @ 20:34:04

    I see your friends’ replies, so I’ll go with give him a second chance, but that splitting the bill and expecting a kiss really turned me off to him, and, by the way, I still haven’t seen a picture of him. Where did Meg see him?

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  9. meowlissa
    May 03, 2013 @ 13:36:58

    no offense to any irish people- but i’ve been there, and the people are weird. and cider is pretty much the same as beer in those euro countries. irish people don’t even celebrate st. paddy’s day really, so if you kept dating him, you would have to dump him before march or suffer the consequences.

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