Weird First Dates Part 1: Mr. Reincarnation

I was talking to my friend today and we had a good laugh about some of the guys she went out with who were queer or just out off this world. I’ve had some of these experiences and I’ve decided to share in a 3 part series: WEIRD FIRST DATES….

I met this guy in my first year of university in a Philosophy class I took. He was funny and we ended up doing group work together. After that, I went my way, he went his. A few weeks after I finished university (nearly three years after), I got a strange WhatsApp message which turned out to be him. I must admit that it took me awhile to figure out who it was.

The long and short is, he ended up asking me out. Now, I was very very reluctant to go but because he had a very nice photograph up and was still funny, I decided “hey, what the heck” and said yes. Now the first thing that happened was that he was late and that annoyed me. The second layer of the cake? The dude was short…I did not remember him being short. Now the killer…he smoked! I could smell it all over him and it was disgusting!

Now being a glutton for punishment, I decided that since I was there I might as well get me the ice-cream I wanted. This young man, despite the shortness, the lateness and the “smoke-ness” turned out to be quite entertaining and I found myself relaxing and enjoying myself especially when we started arguing about Philosophy and Religion.

You might want to let go of that breath you were holding because I did promise I was gonna get punished. Now who told me to get him talking about himself? I can believe in many things…hell even mermaids don’t sound that implausible. But this one…God this one! He started telling me a story that he had been imagining and writing since he was a child. It was a fantastic story and I listened to him talk for nearly 30 minutes straight! That was until he got to the clincher. He really and firmly believed that he was the REINCARNATION of the slave in that story!

I kid you not. I’m serious as a judge. I honestly thought he was joking when he said it but he was dead serious. For me that was the deal-breaker! I told him I was ready to leave and we went to catch my taxi. All the way to the taxi he kept telling me how he had reached the hypothesis of his REINCARNATION. He wasn’t even religiously affiliated…I kept wondering who had let him out of the mad house or if he was taking any meds?

When we reached my taxi stand I thanked the Lord that a taxi was ready to leave and I jumped in. Can you believe he asked me out again? What do you think I said :)?