Dating in a world of bits and bytes is a whirlwind of bad dating apps, tangled texts and awkward real life encounters, especially when you are well past your twenties. Meeting someone for the first time beyond the screen can be daunting.
In July of last year I began conversing with a wonderful woman name Josette through one of those goofy dating apps.
We had more in common than anyone I had spoken to in forever. She drew me in with her intelligence, geeky sense of humor, and kind heart. One Saturday night I was going to Torg to help "Founding Member Candi" (she insists on being addressed this way outside of Torg, go figure) celebrate her birthday. I suggested in a last minute text to Josette that she should swing by. "Torg is great, stop in and have a beer." I casually typed out with ulterior motives. She agreed immediately and drove all the way from Eagan to sample a Torg brew and maybe to meet me.
I was seated at the bar sipping on what I think was a Bearded Preacher's Wife, waiting. I hoped the drink would settle my belly full of nerves and keep me from becoming a bumbling fool. This might be my only shot at capturing her attention. I was anxiously fidgeting with my coaster when I glanced over my shoulder. At that moment Josette hit the last step into Torg. I caught her eye, she smiled at me and I was a goner. I didn't say much that night. I was too taken with her and I didn't want to say anything stupid so I just kept asking a lot of questions about her life. Anything to keep her engaged as we sat alone outside on the deck. She told me later she didn't think I was interested in her because I was so quiet. Little did she know that I was doing my best to not stumble over my words. We talked, or I should say she did, until Candi spilled out into the parking lot with her birthday fun and Torg was ready to close.
As first dates go it turned out pretty perfect because it led to a second and a third.
It led to a proposal and in December of this year we will be married.