clever minx

30 minute blind date

So, I was talking to my supervisor the other day (rather she was talking to me), and she decides that I need to meet this "nice young man" who is a nurse at the hospital. I tell her I'm not really dating anyone (nor do I care to), but that I always enjoy meeting new people. This is actually true. She says nothing else about it, and I am relieved.. to say the least. Well, last night Debbie calls from her other workplace and tells me... TADA!.... BRAD is on the phone with her. She is, indeed, the most "make it happen" kind of person I know and proceeds to TELL me that BRAD is going to bring me lunch. At my work. This guy I've never met. I don't have the balls to tell my supervisor I don't want to meet her mystery date, and so I agree.
Forty-five minutes later, BRAD shows up in the front lobby. On first look, this guy is not attractive. yay. Then we sit down awkwardly at a table and begin making THE SMALL TALK. Oh, yes... the dreaded small talk. He asks about my job, I inform him how much it sucks.. I ask about his, he tells me it's busy. He asks what I like to do... I tell him rock climbing... I ask if he's an outdoorsy kind of guy, and he informs me that He's "too lazy for that kind of stuff". Strike Two. And so... after about 30 minutes of awkward conversation (during which I decide we have nothing in common and toss this in the loss box), BRAD asks for my phone number. WHAT DO I DO?! I don't want to hurt his feelings.. but I'm definitely NOT digging this dude. Of course, my dumbass says sure and gives him my number.. hoping he'll not call. He gives me an awkward hug... tries to leave through the locked door (awkward) and promises to thank Debbie for setting us up (more awkwardness ensues).
Today, thinking that I'm scot free and this lazy nurse guy probably won't call, Debbie calls me at work. She's so excited on the end of the phone I fear her head might burst into flames, and she tells me that BRAD is definitely interested in me. I can barely hide my enthusiasm. What the fuck is going on here? She wants to know what she can tell him.... I am stuck between a rock and a slap in the face from my supervisor. So I say... "Tell him he's very nice, and I hope he calls". Wink, wink, nudge, nudge. But, being the bitch that I am.... I'm going to tell you guys what I was REALLY thinkin:
Tell BRAD he's fairly unattractive, he makes me feel uncomfortable, he's pretty lame... not interesting at all, and if I am forced to have the "dinner and a movie" date with him just to prove that I'm a huge bitch with whom he has nothing in common, so be it... but I just may hurl. Onto his food at dinner.
Sorry guys... I just had to get that off my chest.