More Than Just Brunch

This past Sunday morning I went to brunch.

There was a small wait so I stepped outside to enjoy the fresh air. While waiting, a guy and a girl also came outside as they waited for a table. He was a little rambunctious, which I could understand. I, too, was excited for bacon.

I looked up and his face struck a note with me; who was this guy?

Oh yea, that was "MATT", as in the guy who said he was down for brunch that following weekend after our date and never got back to me, "MATT".

Apparently, "Matt" does enjoy bacon on a late, post-hurricane morning, but perhaps just not with me.

That other chick can totally have "Matt". Besides, I had a much better brunch date that morning with one of my good girlfriends from college. She's my homie 4 life.

This town is too small for my liking, sometimes. Hopefully I won't have too many run ins...

"Matt"

Next: "Matt"

Matt was brief. One quick date with one quick beer. Good energy, outgoing and seemed like a really nice, fun guy. I thought I looked hot that night in a tight, red dress, but apparently that wasn't his thing. We chatted about everything; turned out his company was a subcontractor for my work on one of our programs. We seemed to have a lot in common and decided to get together again that weekend. He asked what my schedule is like, and I knew I had something already planned, so I suggested brunch for Saturday morning. Who doesn't like brunch!? Apparently, Matt doesn't. He said, "Yes," to brunch at first, but then when I texted him Friday asking about Saturday's brunch, he never replied.

Honestly, who doesn't like bacon first thing in the late morning?