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…
