3 Nov 2003
Getting Lucky
I had my first anonymous casual hookup Saturday night. I met a nice guy at a party and took him home.
Part of me is glad that I’m over the awkwardness of doing it for the first time. This guy couldn’t have been any more obvious, but it was up to me to catch the signals and make the offer. And given my usual (low) confidence level in social situations, I’m proud of myself for taking a risk.
But least anyone think I’m on the verge of turning into a slut, the thing that made the entire experience worthwhile was that he was such a nice guy — we had a great talk about politics and showtunes that continued through the next morning after he showered and until I saw him off. And, since I met him at a party thrown by a mutual friend, I’m sure the host would have warned me if the guy had been a total creep.
I know I’m not likely to have the same luck picking up a guy in a bar, so I’ll stick to mutual acquaintances from now on.
One of the more interesting posts I’ve read on a blog in a really long time.
Not to sound judgmental, but I guess in my own experience, I’m frequently worried about risk *avoidance*. Interesting that you called it a risk.
And just from personal experience, the host doesn’t always warn you. Sometimes the host thinks it’s none of their business, the host doesn’t know the guy’s sexual creepiness, or the host is just too damn drunk. :>
Graham | 3 Nov 2003