15-love

I was introduced to South African food for the first time last week. I had a date with a man who was 8 years my senior. We'll call him R. R seemed normal and was very quick to his responses which I like. The worse thing is when you like someone and they take forever to respond. Now I have to be honest  that I wasn't attracted to R. Not before the date, not on the date and definitely not after.

Originally we were to meet for a dinner date on a Friday, but he canceled. Then he texted me after midnight to see if I were up. I let that slide though that was a red flag. I went home for Mother's Day and felt bad we still hadn't met so I asked him out for Tuesday.

Tuesday comes and we decide to have dinner at this restaurant named Madiba. The food was phenomenal. It was so delicious. I highly recommend. Anyways, so we meet up and walk over the spot. He kinda has a slouch that I found annoying, but other than that he seemed normal. He looked older too in person and he wasn't very talkative. Over dinner things seemed to pick up and we were having a nice time. He was sweet and was making me laugh. After eating we decided to stroll through Fort Greene Park. The weather was really nice and there were people all around with their dogs and families. We decided to sit on some benches and watch the tennis players. He even did the corny arm over the shoulder. I mean I didn't mind, but I wasn't really attracted to him. There was no spark. He seemed like a very interesting person, but I couldn't see myself making him my lover.

We continued to talk and it seemed like we were both having a good time. He then turned to me and asked if I smelled good. I was kind of caught off guard and nervously said I hope so. He leaned in and started munching on my neck. I giggled out of confusion. I kept thinking huh? Why is he trying to bite me like I'm a piece of meat. Then this n**** had the audacity to turn to me and say: "Come sit on my lap so I can have a better look at you." I was shocked. Literally I had no words. I just immediately started laughing. Politely, I said no thank you. Negro does that shit work on women? Why the hell would I want to sit on your lap?...Then I kid you not he shrugged his shoulders and said: " I wouldn't be a gentleman if I didn't ask". WTFFFFF?!!! How is that being a gentleman? The date quickly ended after that. He proceeded to walk me back to the train and on the way back recited some shitty poetry to me. He texted me the next day saying he had an amazing time..I didn't respond. Do I feel bad? No. He shouldn't have asked me to sit on his lap like he's Santa. No bueno!