We strike up a conversation, he's "flirting" a little. I'm not really interested in dating another guy (they are all basically on my shit list since the last one) but I don't mind a little eye candy...and I may not be hateful forever.
He walks w/ us as Jake tries to befriend his terrified puppy. We chat until we get to his place.
His gate is open & I see a sparing dummy in his patio. I think maybe...he's worth getting to know just a bit more.
Enthusiastically I say, "Do you spar"
"What?" He replies
"Do you box" I repeat
"Hu" he responds
"You have a sparring dummy, do you fight?" I ask...slowly realizing he has no idea what I'm talking about.
"A what?" He asks
"That" I say impatiently, pointing at the sparring dummy
"Oh, is that what that is, that's my body guard"....and 3...2...1...
I have an urge to go back to his place and ask him if I can have it...because he's wasting a perfectly good sparring dummy.
Sadly, I found it kinda annoying and completely turned off by his lack of knowledge. Maybe I'm just too picky :-)
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