Online Dating Undercover: Part 13 (Cont'd)

I have a date for this Friday. 7:00 pm at Chili's, if anyone wants to come spy. It is with the man mentioned below, the one who fueled my little rant. We were online at the same time yesterday, so he opened a chat window and we started talking. More like interviewing. It's like I can only get him to talk if I ask a question, and then I get these one sentence answers. Just talk about your day! The sky! The reason you have 5 dogs... anyway, when I could tell that he wasn't going to bring up his open-ended invitation, I (of course) had to take matters into my own hands:

Me: So did you get my email?
Him: Yes I did. Last night at about 10.
Me: And...?
*pause...pause...pause...
Him: And I'm sorry I didn't follow up with you about dinner.
*pause...pause...pause...
Me: So follow up right now (duh! get on with it!)
Him: Okay. So what night works for you?

And on and on. I chose the place and he chose the time and we're going to meet. Wah, wah. That's my bored, unimpressed sound. Oh well. For the sake of this blog, I shall go. For the sake of investigatory journalism, I shall subject myself to a free meal.

(Oh, and I've had 3 responses to messages I've sent to guys. Good for them! Bravo, boys! And then I wrote a little something back. I believe its called "conversing".)