The Boring Guy

I met this guy through CBD about a week ago. We were set up to meet at Aroma Espresso bar in Soho, which I was excited about since I always pass by and was curious to try it but never had time. We met up around 8:30 (I had been at a BBQ all day) and I was a few minutes late. He was waiting outside and was wearing a sloppy green and blue striped shirt and tan/beige slacks. He was about 5’8, thinning blonde hair (strange because he wasn’t THAT old). Anyway, we greeted and went inside. I had a soy cappuccino and we sat on the stools in front of the window. He told me he worked freelance in some sort of production. He didn’t do a very good job at describing what he did in production but whatever. All I know is that he worked downtown near the World Trade Center. In between uncomfortable silence, sips of coffee, and me almost dozing off I concluded that this was DEFINIELY not a match…amongst other things as well. So after about 45 painful minutes, it was over. I left and I think he may have stayed…maybe he double booked..LOL Anyway, the search continues.