Sunday, October 18, 2009

Benjamin Button in Reverse

I went out last night with Tyler, the 25 year old dude I met a couple weeks ago. We hung out for an hour or two the night we met and I remembered that he was charming and fun. But he is five years younger than me - two years younger than my age minimum - so I didn't have high hopes for the evening. But because he was new to town (and because Papa Churn would say I should) I decided to go out with him. Because of my low expectations I planned on grabbing a beer, hanging out for an hour max and getting to bed early. Boy was I wrong.

Tyler is great. He is fun, engaging and a fantastic conversationalist. We were together for several hours and not once did I search for something to talk about. Not once! I had a wonderful time hanging out with him. And as the night went on and pumpkin beer was ingested I got a bit chatty and told Tyler that I was surprised I was having so much fun with him. I told him that I didn't think he and I would jive because he was 25. (Did you catch that rhyme?) He told me in a charming way that I was an idiot then informed me he was 27. Oops - math is hard*. (As Belle said when I relayed this story, "He's like Benjamin Button in reverse. He's getting older each time you hang out.)

Tyler and I ended up hanging out all night - I was out way past my bedtime - and ended up at a bar that serves jello shots. Last night jello shots were a brilliant idea, this morning not so much. I never thought I would be into a guy younger than me. I admit, I'm an age snob. I am pretty surprised how much I like him. I sincerely hope I hear from him. I'd really like to see him again.

For the record: He paid.

* Math is hard: So I met Tyler because I was mimicking my funny friend Dolly who had been the fake bouncer all night. She would pretend to be the bouncer, take the IDs from people when they entered the bar, look at them like it mattered, then had the ID to the real bouncer. I thought this was a super funny game so I tried it and carded two dudes - Tyler and his friend. I have seen his ID and I still missed his age by two years. I am shaking my own head in shame. I blame my good friend, Jim Beam.