It's not the airbag, it's me.

Airbag Dating.

Carrie: You’re going as my airbag in case there’s an impact.  And Steve’s going as Aidan’s airbag.

Is there a simple definition to lifesaver dating?   I don’t think it should be called lifesaver dating it should be called airbag dating.  You must be kind of skeptical of the date if you go this route; or you really wouldn’t need the airbag. 

The suffocating airbag….aKa

This would be my first, and thankfully last situation, airbagging.  I think I learned after this situation, if you’re too scared to date the guy, DON’T DATE THE GUY.   I can’t blame my little suffocater, it’s my own fear that led me down this path….

Let’s call him Tad.  In fact, lets always call every guy I’m ever talking about Tad.    I met Tad at a very typical over-priced; over-hyped Hollywood bar.  You never meet the good ones here.  This is where you meet the ones you make-out with in the bathroom  (yes this HAS happened), or the ones that are looking for something TONIGHT.  This isn’t where you meet a guy you can date, not that any bar is really a good spot for this.  I met Tad here, and I was probably too busy looking over his shoulder at someone else, but he was just too nice and too sweet.  I gave him my number; more out of obligation for the amount of drinks he bought me, or just to throw him a bone.  No real intention of meeting up with him.  He started texting me right away (no game).  And usually the more you talk to a guy the more you decide how you feel about him.  Not this one, he would ask me questions and I would tell him about myself, and man, this guy was good on paper.  Especially, good on paper for me.  He wanted to meet up, he had a somewhat exciting life, so I thought I’d give it a half ass attempt.  Isn’t that what airbagging is?  Maybe I should scratch the name of airbag dating to half ass dating J

I took aKa with me, I didn’t want to meet up with this guy alone for a variety of reasons.  This is one of the only guys I have ever met up with from a bar, by the way. We met up somewhere so insignificant that I can’t remember now.  Guys truly fail to impress these days.  But then he took us somewhere great,  he took us to his place of business.  I am trying to be as absolutely vague as possible because, somehow, even though this night was truly an epic fail we ended up friends on Facebook.  The kind you never talk to or even like their status, but fail to delete.  

aKa was questioning this guy from moment one.  Complaining about where he took us, telling him to not touch me etc.  I love her, she has every right to tell every guy to back off, and for me, it was hilarious because she’s a part of me and I understand.  But, does the guy we just blindsided with a three-way date see this?  No I wouldn’t think so.  So for many obvious reasons, this date failed.  And not only did it fail, it was cut short.  This guy couldn’t handle my airbag so much that he actually got out of the car at a random stop light in Hollywood, no joke.  aKa and I looked at each other and laughed hysterically, and we still do to this day.  Maybe he’s the one that got away, the one that was good on paper, the one that could have been good in many other ways, but I never gave him the chance tat all of those things.  Airbag dating can backfire people.  Take note when the guy ditches your date at a stoplight…

Airbagging, t-bagging, douchbagging…..all the girly stuff.  Other baggeries to follow…