I just had an embarrassing text exchange with a girl I met late last year.  Or I should say, it was embarrassing for her.

We’d already had one date that didn’t go so well and we were due to meet up before Christmas, but had to cancel because we were both feeling rotten.  I sent her a text her saying that it was a shame, saying that “I bet you’re as cute as home made shoes at Christmas” and that we should hook up early in the New Year.  I love a little text flirting.

She texted back saying “Compliments and I don’t even know your name yet?”

She’d obviously taken my number off her phone.

Doh.

She sent me a text this morning, and the ensuing text conversation went something like this -

“Good morning – hope you had an exciting Christmas.  So you going to tell me your name?  Then maybe we can meet up?”

“It’s Steve ya dozey mare!  Had a lovely Christmas btw – you?”

“Steve? May need more of a clue? Can only think of 2 I know and thinking you’re neither”

“Holy moley.  It’s Steve – the guy who took you to brunch at Smithfields.  Have you been hit on the head?”

And then….silence….

It was obvious that she didn’t want my texts to be from either of the Steve’s she already knew (i.e. me and some other guy), and it was clear that she was hoping there was another Steve she’d met who could sweep her off her feet.

Apparently that first date was worse than I thought… I guess some girls just don’t like guys who look like they have Black Death, sheesh, talk about fussy.

The shy English gent in me thought it best to just leave it alone and not reply to her — the whole phone-deletion thing sends a pretty clear message and I didn’t want her to feel awkward, but I thought “What the hell” and told her who I was.

I should have felt a little embarrassed myself, but didn’t.  I knew she’d probably feel a little foolish, but then that’s the risk with flirting and dating.

This year I want to go on a bunch of dates and meet someone, and if that means risking life, limb and a little embarrassment, then I’m up for it.

If it means that I get my heart broken, then at least I’ve got enough confidence and guts to be out there and take a gamble.  I’ll let you know how it goes.