His name rhymes with Jerry. Therefore, let’s call this guy Jerryoke.
Witty banter? Check. Fun date idea? Check. Jerryoke and I set up a date and time. Then, we were off to the races.
By the time we made it to the karaoke bar around 9:30 pm, the place was already wall-to-wall packed, and there were three friends passionately singing “No Scrubs” by TLC — a song that hits home for many San Francisco women out there, I’m sure. Jerryoke found a table away from the crowd but with a solid view of the stage, and I excused myself to the restroom to “freshen up,” or whatever women are supposed to say we do in the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror for the first time in a few hours, and my magnetic eyelashes were holding on to my natural lashes for dear life. After adjustments were hastily made, I dodged throngs of people to get back to the table where Jerryoke was patiently awaiting my return.
Despite my dripping sweat and rogue lashes, my date was seemingly enjoying his time with me. We carefully assessed the song choices, vocals, and performance on a scale from 1 to 10, 10 being a fantastic show. There was a couple singing “Total Eclipse of the Heart,” followed by a few Beyonce enthusiasts, and, finally, a lively performance by a man singing completely in Russian. A few hours later, the crowd got rowdier and drunker, closing in closer and closer to our table. We took that as our cue to leave, laughing on our way out.
Jerryoke and I decided that we didn’t see any 10s that night, so we decided we would have to have a real karaoke date where we performed for each other and gave each other grades. This could get interesting.
When he was saying goodnight, Jerryoke asked if I wanted to see a movie the next week. I agreed. I was looking forward to hanging out again, so I researched movies and potential things to do before/after the movie (to make it a DaterAide date, of course). Then, he texted me a few days before our planned movie date to tell me that he was just interested in being friends.
“That’s a no from me, dog,” he texted, complete with a gif of Randy Jackson on American Idol.
I replied, “Okay, I totally understand.” Translation: I don’t get it, but it’s not like I ever understand men.
My defense mechanism is to shut down any hope/feelings if I’m rejected by a man I’m dating, so I wrote it off like I’d never see him again. Back on Hinge! To keep my head up, I wrote out a whole list of interesting first date ideas in my bullet journal, getting ready for my next DaterAide excursion.
After not hearing from Jerryoke for a few days, his named lit up my phone again one afternoon.
“Hey! I got tickets to see a comedy show on Saturday and I need a +1. Interested?”
So here starts our friendship, I guess. We’ll see if our platonic hangout eventually turns into a real karaoke performance night. You never know.
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Wins: I had an entertaining date with a fun guy. Karaoke can be a GREAT first date — if you don’t perform. Maybe save that for when you’ve gotten to know each other better. Unless you’re the bravest of the brave DaterAide daters.
Learnings: Even if things don’t necessarily pan out the way you expect with a guy you’re seeing, you might just expand your social circle and have a great time along the way.
Originally published at https://www.raemshane.com on October 12, 2018.