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Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “Jon”

I’m still trying to understand how and why some men have placed more importance on our dates than I have.

Jon is one of those fellas and the main character in this Tale from Sip and Go Girl.

I was shopping in a grocery store on a Sunday afternoon after church. Near the front of the store, a man was signing up people for newspaper subscriptions. He was staring at me. He watched me walk to and he watched me walk fro and then he watched me walk to and fro again. He didn’t look familiar and I couldn’t figure out why he was staring at me.

As I left the store, the guy was outside the doors and he greeted me.
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Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “Steve”

28 July 2014 / Sip and Go Girl / Comments Off

Steve liked my mind.

And that meant we spent several hours at a weekly farmer’s market talking about Karl Marx, free market enterprise, and general tenets of post-modernism rather than exploring cool booths and being among jolly people.

Steve and I had met via the online dating website I was using. He contacted me and we struck up a simple conversation. After he discovered I had a master of art’s degree in communication studies, he started asking me intellectual questions and began telling me about what books he read.
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Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “Dennis”

23 June 2014 / Sip and Go Girl / One comment

Dennis is the first fella I met online and then met in person for a sip and go after my divorce was final.

I was ready to meet and greet folks. I was seeking diversion and distraction but not a boyfriend.

I didn’t know what to expect from an online date. But I suppose I hadn’t expected a tightly organized conversation with clearly delineated topics for discussion and explanation.

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Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “DJ K”

26 May 2014 / Sip and Go Girl / One comment

I met the man who went by the name DJ K on the Number 1 bus that ran from a light rail station to the bus stop I used. We started talking during that 25 minute ride. At some point I told him where I worked, which was a restaurant not far from that bus stop. He told me, not surprisingly, he wanted a thriving music career.

A bus much like the one on which DJ K and I met

DJ K is the subject of this Tale From Sip And Go Girl.
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Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “Chris”

28 April 2014 / Sip and Go Girl / Comments Off

Chris and I never dated. I was never attracted to him. I never had one iota of desire to be romantically in his company.

But he thought I wanted to hitch my horse to his wagon.

And he was my manager.

Chris looked like the blue muppet on Sesame Street who was always getting frustrated by the nonsense put forth by Grover.

Chris looked like the muppet on the left

The blue muppet was the one in the skits who said with great exasperation “waiter there’s a fly in my soup.”
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Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “Neil”

24 March 2014 / Sip and Go Girl / Comments Off

Nearly three years ago, an email arrived via LinkedIn.

LinkedIn is a social networking website. Unlike Facebook, the main purpose of LinkedIn is not social. It’s business. It has since become the hottest website for job seekers and for professionals in general. It’s like having a business card and a resume online. Recently, I even offered someone a pretty good paying job because he had the prescience to connect with me via Linkedin.

Back in spring 2010, the email was telling me Neil was seeking contact.

Neil was one of the few people I dated who ended up not a friend. That was because the relationship ended badly. Or rather it just ended messy. I guess he’s not a true sip and go because I did see him after our initial date. But that’s just semantics.
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Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “Jean”

24 February 2014 / Sip and Go Girl / One comment

This is a Tale from Sip and Go Girl. It’s the true tale of a relationship that more often than not ended with the first time I went out with a fella.

Jean was one of those fellas.

And this one had a criminal record.
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Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “Randy”

27 January 2014 / Sip and Go Girl / One comment

I blame my friend Connie’s romanticism for my one and only blind date. She set me up with Randy, the sip and go who spent the entire night ignoring me.

Connie and I met while working at a restaurant. She had been married about one year and was a couple years younger than me.

Connie married Kevin while a senior in high school. After the wedding day at the county courthouse, they moved into her bedroom at her parents’ home. She poured over bridal magazines, planning a glamorous wedding for when she and Kevin had money to spend.
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Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “John”

23 December 2013 / Sip and Go Girl / One comment

John was never a sip and go because John was never a date. I turned down his invitation to a school dance when I was 15-years-old.

My high school had a semi-formal school dance called Casaba. It is not named after the melon. It’s a blend of the words “Casa” and “basketball.” “Casa” was part of my high school’s name.

The event is essentially the school’s basketball homecoming and happens every January. The week’s festivities include basketball games and decorating four hallways for each class– freshman, sophomore, junior, and senior.

My sophomore year, I hadn’t thought much about attending the dance. I was more concerned with my work on the yearbook staff and how I could get on the staff of the community newspaper.
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Tales From Sip And Go Girl: “Mo”

25 November 2013 / Sip and Go Girl / Comments Off

I would never claim great fame in the town where I live. That would be a lie. But I tend to run into a lot of people I know at unexpected places. I have also run into people I don’t really know. One reason is because I am Sip and Go Girl. I talk to a lot of people seen and unseen.

I was at Starbucks after church yet again one Sunday morning when a fella named Mo recognized me from my time as a denizen of the online dating community. He and I had chatted online via email but never made plans to go anywhere for a sip and go. Now, here he was at my usual Sunday Starbucks.

“Hey I know you….,” he said
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