Girl Walks Into a Bar . . .: Comedy Calamities, Dating Disasters, and a Midlife Miracle by Rachel Dratch

Author:Rachel Dratch [Dratch, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Biography & Autobiography, Topic, Relationships, Humor, Entertainment & Performing Arts
ISBN: 9781101579909
Google: BV4IDWAJZ9IC
Amazon: 1592407110
Publisher: Gotham
Published: 2012-03-29T04:00:00+00:00

Hey, Baby!

Back to my dating crusade, and trying to keep hope alive: The third date that came my way was with a man I met doing a night of new screenplay readings. He was the producer of the evening. I had been invited to a friend’s party afterward that was going to be my usual crowd—the marrieds and gays. But this was the new, proactive Rachel who opts to go out with the group of people from the reading! We all went out to a bar, and the producer and I chatted the night away. This guy was cute, age appropriate, smart, creative, seemed fun, no ring. … I referred to him as the Hot Nerd.

Hot Nerd thought I might be right for another reading he was producing about a month later, so we exchanged info. The next day, he called and we chitchatted. Kinda flirty. Shy, retiring, I was ready to hang up after the basics had been exchanged, but Hot Nerd kept the conversation going. He asked how an audition went that I had mentioned. We talked about that. Chatted some more. He told me more about the upcoming reading. And then? … We hung up. That was that. Gone were the days when I would ever ask a guy to do something. If a guy was really interested, he would find a way. I immediately gave up on the idea of Hot Nerd.

About a month later, Hot Nerd called back to give me an update on the reading. We chatted some more about this and that. At the end of the conversation, there was a bit of a pause. “Well, we should go get a drink sometime,” he said.

Did Hot Nerd just ask me out? Yes, I think he did! “Yeah, sure!” I said. I was leaving town for a week, so I told him I’d call him when I got back. When I returned, I gave Hot Nerd a call. I got his voice mail and left a message, your standard “Hey, I’m back in town, so give me a call.” A week went by. Hmm. A whole week. At this point, picture in your mind the frame of a house sitting quietly and then picture a single beam falling off of it and swinging, perhaps with a cartoon sound effect. That’s what happened in my mind when he took a week to call back.

When he called back, he left a message on my voice mail. When I listened to this message, I was walking down a loud New York street—so loud that I couldn’t quite make out the voice mail he had left, which was a bit garbled anyway. All I heard was “Hey just checking in” or something like that. I went straight to a hair appointment I had. I texted him back. “Hey, I’m getting my hair cut but will call you in a bit.” I was going to be leaving town for another week, so I should see this guy soon, before any momentum wore off.

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