The Fake Korean Girl

The very first interaction I had was someone actually messaging me.  It was short, simple, and to the point: Cute dog :) (I'm paraphrasing, which I will be doing a lot of.... i erased this first profile and a lot of the older messages; perhaps I'll expand on that some other time) I took a look at her profile pic... looked pretty cute... her profile had references to KPOP and Korean Dramas, so her screen name having "2PM" referenced her love for a band, and not her preferred time to take a nap (which coincidentally is my favorite time to snooze... one less thing we had in common I guess) I decided to message her back and the interaction began.

After a few back and forth email type messages, I saw that she was online and instant messaged her through the site.  I guess it was glitchy on her end, so she asked me if I had AIM so we could continue the conversation.  Yes, AIM, as in AOL instant message... as in America On-Line... who the hell still uses that?  I honestly had not logged on to that since college... but I gave her my "Eudork1984" screen-name and signed on using Meebo.  Everything was going going pretty well... I was being charming and funny; all the "Haha"s and "LOL"s are proof of that~!  Turned out that she wasn't Korean, but was actually Vietnamese... not that there's anything wrong with that... I had just assumed that she was Korean.  But anyways... after a few days of chatting, I mustered up enough courage and asked her if she's like to meet in person... hook her up with some boba, and to my surprise, she said yes.

The day of the meeting, I get a text from her asking if we could push back the date... I don't remember the excuse... but I didn't see any reason why not... so it got pushed back tentatively to Friday (the original day being Thursday); I think she said she'd let me know after work on Friday or something... but it got pushed back again to Monday... and then finally Tuesday....  all this pushing back got me a bit nervous... all the worse case scenarios played in my head... was she having second thoughts?  did I say something wrong?  was she actually a 50 year old man?

Tuesday did finally come; the venue had been upgraded from boba to sushi (Kabuki in Huntington for those of you keeping track at home).  In typical Korean fashion, I did arrive about 10 minutes late.  There was that awkward clearing of the throat and "Hi, are you ****?  I'm Eugene"... the sticking out of the hand for a friendly handshake... and the obligatory opening of the door to lead her into the restaurant.  Right off the bat, she was slightly... damn, no way to really sugar coat it.... slightly chubbier than her picture had let on... like I wouldn't say fat... I thought she still looked kinda cute. 

The date itself... some people are born with natural abilities... they are able to do things very adequately the very first time they try... I am definitely not one of those people.  I wish it would have been more of a disaster, because at least then there would be a story to tell.  The nervous part of me dominated and truly shined that night.  There were many awkward silences between disjointed conversations... to the point that I noticed she sometimes would stare into space while twirling her hair around her index finger.  After dinner, we chilled outside on a bench to talk some more, but it didn't go any smoother... she mercifully ended the evening with a "sorry, my classmate just texted me and we need to study..."  Not the best, but not a total disaster... for sure a solid baseline to judge any future dates... got some of the nerves out... and yes... I never contacted her again~!