Matt and I got matched on Bumble while he was in NYC for work. He was visiting from Austin. I instantly swiped right because he had a picture sitting on a Longhorn with Longhorn attire. I love finding the rare Texan in NYC but of course he was just visiting for work. I have my long term career goals set on Austin so I figured the conversation could continue. He was here the weekend of Winter Storm Jonas so our conversation started out with talk about the snow of course. He is from Chicago so this was nothing new for him and I really enjoyed our chat while I binged seven episodes of “Making a Murderer” while the blizzard came down.

We made plans to meet on Thursday before he headed back to Austin. I had him come meet my coworkers and I after our happy hour at Barcelona Bar. This is a go-to for us and I’ve brought plenty of dates around my coworkers so this was nothing new to them. I’m sure he wasn’t expecting to be spending some of the evening with ten lovely ladies and only one other guy though! Sorry, Matt. It was still a fun time. We was very social, very cute and we continued the night on our own accord.  We went to Valhalla, Alfies and Supply House for a drink at each location. Thirsty Thursday for sure. He had the best smile, the best eyes and we had the best conversations. I’m conveniently going to Austin in a few weeks for a work retreat and we made plans to meet up at this time. We’re going to go to dinner and out with my Sweets and her boyfriend. #doubledate. We joked about him playing my boyfriend that week as well.

He stayed over that night and yes, another on of those that tried to take things too far but at least retracted on my first “no.” He had to catch an 8 a.m. flight so left around 4 a.m. He woke me up and kissed me goodbye. He sent me cute texts about how excited he was to see me again in a few weeks when he got to the airport. From here I had thoughts of us having FaceTime dates and continuing all our great conversations but that never really transpired and it has been about two weeks now. I got the opinion from some of my coworkers the following day, which had me hungover AF, and most really liked him but one said he was smart but didn’t seem my type. That part I should’ve dug more into the why but didn’t. I thought he was perfect. He is from Chicago, lives in Texas and walked in wearing a Shiner, TX hat.

Hopefully, this story has a part two after this coming weekend in Austin. The communication hasn’t been as expected. I actually only ended up hearing from him on my birthday and I think he was quite drunk as he sent me a picture of his ass. #backthatassup. If this weekend doesn’t happen, it’s never a waste of time or laughs when spent with a Texan with a great ass! Here’s hoping for a Part II. I’ll reach out tomorrow when I take off for my flight to Austin, TX!

 

After a delicious restaurant week dinner with my best guy-friend at Ken and Cook early this February, I decided the rainy night wasn’t ready to end. I had been chatting with this cute guy, John, on Bumble and we decided to meet. Conveniently for him, we met a block from his apartment in Gramercy. We went to Gramercy Park Bar, where I entered to my favorite Justin Bieber song playing “Sorry”, and we proceeded to have a beverage and a side of great conversation and what I thought was great chemistry. I definitely wasn’t sorry I showed up to this date! We had a great time people watching as the clowns were out this night.

We had such buzzin’ conversation on Bumble as well as in person so the night wasn’t still meant to end again quite yet. He decided we would go to this speakeasy type bar around the corner. On the walk over we passed his building and he suggested going up there for a drink. I definitely declined and we continued on to this supposed speakeasy. Speakeasy it was as we entered through a pizza place, sans the pizza, but, fun, it was not. There were like 10 people there and they had a table with Grey Goose. The place was super loud, clubby and definitely not a place I would go to again. We sat in the corner and continued the activity of people watching. We got into some more conversation, some of it too deep for a first date, such as religion. I’ve learned to save that until at least the second or third date and let it be something they inquire. Yes, I am religious and I make it a part of my life because I get to spend time with my Dad by going to Mass, as that was something my Dad and I always did together. I also have a lot of friendships from church as well as being involved as well. However, I don’t judge other’s by their religion has long as 1. They’re not judgmental and 2. They believe in something. From here he told me he was Jewish so I was thinking, cool. Then he told me he actually didn’t believe in anything and was Atheist. He proceeded to tell me about his ex that he referred to as a Jewish American Princess and even though he is Atheist his family would like him with a Jew. And, she really wanted to get married but he didn’t. So, John, what are you doing with me? Oh yes, just trying to hook up. He did try and get me to his apartment after knowing me thirty minutes. I love myself a little more than to be that sleazy.

Another fantastic Justin Bieber song came on at this Pizza Speakeasy and he noted that he didn’t care for him or his music. No religion. No faith and not even a Belieber! This is where I drew the line. We finished our drinks and I ordered a Gett (the cheaper version of Uber in NYC). While we waited he apologized about how terrible that bar was and then proceeded to kiss me to “make up” for it. I have never been so bored and disinterested in a kiss. Thank God my Gett arrived and proceeded on home with my dignity and faith in Jesus and Justin.

It’s that time of year in NYC that I wear two pairs of pants because it is so damn cold. What better way to warm up than by going to Fireman Singles Mixer with one of your favorite girlfriends?

Pick Up Lines:

• You took my breath away and need to give me mouth to mouth!
• I think I have a fire down below that you need to put out.
• You’re a ladder I would like to climb!
• Let’s see your hose!
• Let’s stop drop and roll on out of here!

I made the fellas laugh with these cheesy (and definitely just kidding) lines at this cheesy event a few weeks ago! This was an official “Single and the City” party and I thought it was cute how they gave a card full of fireman related questions as ice breakers. They also gave a red dot to put on who we found the hottest. This event occurred at the ever romantic Saloon on the Upper East Side and women had to pay to get in and firemen EMT got in for free. And only men who were firemen EMT were allowed in. The setting was lit from there! My first official singles event:

My girlfriend and I started out a little shy but then finally started talking to two firemen. We got them to ask some questions and one of them knew the TCU Horned Frog sign and he was quite attractive so I prematurely gave out my red dot. We moved on to some other groups of firemen, completed our cards and drinks and then circled back to two that we previously chatted with. They were Paul and John. They were both from Queens and had serious New York accents. Paul was super cute and we were instantly attracted. We spent the night dancing. And not just grind up on me dancing but fun dancing like the Q-tip, lawn-mower and grocery shopping moves. Very Albert Brennaman style.

Now, I hold firemen to a high standard. My brother-in-law is one and I have the utmost respect for him and, therefore, his fellow first responders. I especially hold the FDNY with the utmost respect so I was really looking forward to this event to meet what I thought would be high caliber men. Well, after a night of drinks, dancing and making out I decided to take Fireman Paul home, which I told him would be just to cuddle. There would be not funny business so as not to disappoint him when we got back. We had quite a few vodka sodas and bud lights and it wasn’t too late, not even midnight. Plus, he lived in Bayside and I figured I would save him a night ride home. Long story short, he definitely tried to take things too far, I didn’t put out and we never ended up going out again. My friend later told me that guys just go to these things to hook up. Makes sense. Florida firemen are therefore greater than the FDNY in my book now. Fireman Paul’s lost! That’s one fire that was easy to put out.