Twinkie

I'm sorry for the delay in posting.  I've been super busy with the end of the school year here.  Fear not, the summer is here & it's time for my dating life to heat up!  Quick update on Mr. Darcy, we've been on 2 dates and are currently planning Date #3.  We'll see how it goes.  I think he may start to get boring.  I know, I know, I just can't be happy with anything!

Back to the story at hand-Twinkie.  Twinkie got his name because he worked for Hostess when they were bringing the Twinkie back to the masses.  Most of this story makes me sound like an idiot, but I really do believe his story.  Twinkie was a short stout bald man.  He actually looked like he belonged on The Sopranos.  So imagine my surprise when I first heard him talk & he had a soprano voice.  (You see what I did there?)  Anyway, he was actually from one of the Carolinas....let's say North Carolina.  He was recruited from Hostess to help in the reproduction of the Twinkie.  (I actually know the Twinkie part is true because he sent me a box of the new Twinkies way before they were released to the public.)  So Twinkie would fly back home to NC every weekend (lucky it was summer time so this wasn't a problem for me).  Before you even say it, yes, I thought he possibly had another family at home-wife, 3 kids, dog, the whole enchilada.  Hostess was also apparently paying for this commute which seems highly unlikely to me, but whatever.

Our first date was at Fogo de Chao.  Yes, you read that correctly.  A first date at an all you can eat Brazilian steakhouse.  In case you were wondering, that's 3 out of 4 dollar signs according to Google.  I waited for 15 minutes for Twinkie because he was still in a meeting (Twinkies are very important business).  Luckily the wait staff was friendly.  When Twinkie finally arrived & opened his mouth I was a little shocked to say the least.  He commented on me going for the "teacher look" today.  Apparently any time you wear a cardigan, you are trying to look like a teacher.  We basically just talked about his job & bringing back the Twinkie.  He had never eaten a Twinkie & I told him that it was a must!  He wasn't very exciting, but I liked having that much money spent on me on a first date, so I agreed to see him again.  

Since his job was so demanding & he was traveling back to NC every weekend, it was a couple weeks before his schedule was clear enough to meet up again.  In between dates we continued to text & he wanted me to come swim in the pool of his hotel.  Sorry buddy, not happening after one date.  This time he wanted to go to Michael Smith Restaurant.  This is yet another 3 out of 4 dollar signs.  I didn't feel comfortable going to yet another super fancy restaurant, so I suggested Manny's.  We met up & he got some sort of shrimp salad.  Who orders that at a Mexican restaurant?  Someone with tons of money to spend!  Once again the conversation lulled, but again I was lured in by the thoughts of all the cash this guy had.  We texted a bit after that & then one day he just stopped texting.  I also didn't text him, so maybe he is still waiting for me to text him back.  I like to think that Twinkie's wife finally caught on to his philandering ways & made him stay in the Carolina.  Time of Death: 10:45 pm.