EMMA ZOSS NO TO BLIND DATES!

Emma Zoss: NO to blind dates!

It was a Friday afternoon when one of my best friends asked me what I was doing that night. I just said I was a bit too tired and just wanted to go home, take a nice warm bath and cuddle with a blanket watching a movie. Of course, my friend couldn’t accept the fact that I was staying in on a Friday night so she said: “Let me set you up with an amazing guy, beautiful, gorgeous eyes, he’s a lawyer, you have so much things in common and so many stuff to talk about”.

I said to myself that this isn’t a good idea, I knew that her taste in men was quite different than mine, but I accepted it in the end thinking “oh well, maybe it won’t be that bad”. So, I accepted to go on a blind date (not the first one for me, all ended badly).

His voice was amazing, deep, sexy, hot.

Short after I spoke with my friend, I got a phone call. His voice was amazing, deep, sexy, hot. I was starting to feel better about the night already. He asked me what my favorite food is and made a reservation at one of my favorite restaurants. We agreed to meet up there at 8.00 pm because it was really close to my place and I didn’t want to bother him to come pick me up (I was trying to be nice).

I hopped in the shower, put on some sexy lotion all over my body, got dressed in the most amazing red dress I owned, put on a pair of stockings and some gorgeous heels, got my makeup on and I was out the door, really excited about this date.

EMMA ZOSS: NO TO BLIND DATES!

I imagined a tall guy, dark hair, beautiful green eyes, short groomed beard and a smile to remember.

I got there at 7.45 (of course I was early, being close to the restaurant and anxious as hell) and I waited outside for him to come, as I was too stupid and forgot to ask him under what name the reservation was. While waiting, lots of images went through my mind. I imagined a tall guy, dark hair, beautiful green eyes, short groomed beard and a smile to remember. I was planning the whole night: dinner, maybe a movie, then up to my place, a few glasses of wine and a night to remember, if you know what I mean.

8.05 and nothing yet. Hmmm…not really punctual, I said to myself, but it won’t matter if the date will go as I hoped. At one point, I saw a tall handsome guy walking down the street and my heart started racing. As he approached, he was so hot, so beautiful that I actually wanted to skip dinner and go straight to my place. He walked up to me…I smiled…he smiled…and said: “Excuse me, do you have a lighter?”. I realized he wasn’t my date. Bummer. After a few more minutes, I saw a guy with a rose walking towards me. Roses are indeed my favorite flowers, but this couldn’t have been him.

(…) the short guy was him, my blind date.
I tried to be nice, to behave, I smiled, our dinner was good, we laughed, we got to know each other.

He was shorter than me, wayyyy shorter, and bald, and not at all what I wanted. I was praying to God at that point for him to ask me for a lighter, for directions, for money, for anything….oh God nooo!! And he just said “Hello Emma, it’s nice to meet you, I’m Mark.” And I recognized his voice. Yup the short guy was him, my blind date.
I tried to be nice, to behave, I smiled, our dinner was good, we laughed, we got to know each other. And once I got to know him, his height and looks weren’t that off putting. I started to like him more and more and I realized that I’m not that shallow and superficial and I can actually like a guy for his personality.

But what made me go nuts was the fact that, at one point he said: “Well I guess I should get the check, since we both know this isn’t going to happen”. I didn’t get it at first so I asked: “Why do you think that, I actually like you, even if you’re shorter than me”. And his response was: “Sorry darling, I don’t date giants, or people that have a bigger shoe size than I do”. I was amazed by his cockiness….I mean I’m a freaking model and he’s a midget. I stood up and just left, got home, called my friend and said to her that I will never, ever in my entire life, go out on a blind date, especially one set up by her.

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