Tabatha Deans

Bringing Integrity to the Written Word

It finally happened. Just like on television. A man walked right up to me and asked me if he could buy me a cup of coffee. I politely turned him down, refused to give him my number, but let him know he could look for me at the library.
The problem? I’m not sure. First of all, is sharing coffee at the library with a man really considered a date? Especially considering the fact that I’m new in town and itching to learn more about my surroundings, as well as meet new people. Is it wrong to assume that every man who asks to spend time with me only has one thing on his mind? Is it wrong of me to rate every man based on his dateability factor, and summarily dismiss the thought of getting to know anyone I wouldn’t consider dating material? But in my defense, he was older, and darker, and carried the backpack that so often carries with it the indication of homelesness.
But wait. I was also standing on the lawn of the library, wearing a backpack. And, let’s not forget, that just a few weeks ago people actually mistook me for being homeless. So I guess my question is this—in the spirit of meeting new people, am I being too judgmental? Should I indulge in a cup of java with a man who obviously isn’t a dating match? Is it possible to enjoy conversation and learn about my new surroundings without worrying about another’s motives?

May 27, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | 3 Comments