I finished my month of Ob and now am starting my month of GYN in my two month OB/GYN rotation at Oakwood hospital. It look like this month is going to be much MUCH easier to schedule than the previous month. Most of it is elective surgery. The biggest issue with OB is that women give birth around the clock – there always has to be a team on site. GYN is all surgeries, and can therefore be elective for the most part. I have to do emergency call once a week, where if a woman comes into the ER with an emergent gynecologic issue we help her. Because of the new lighter schedule, I reached out to a few people. I set up to meet my friend SB tomorrow, who I haven’t seen in a while and who I guess broke up with her boyfriend. I really haven’t kept in touch and it’ll be nice to see how she is. I also set up to meet with CS, who I dated for a while in the beginning of the year. Well, “dated” isn’t really the right term. She was dating multiple people and she decided to be exclusive with some other guy. She’s really complicated and thrives on ambiguity. When I told her my feelings she said that she was sorry that I felt that way about her as she didn’t feel that way about me. I’ve been avoiding her for the last few months because I figured “Why bother with someone who isn’t really attracted to you?” However, she is a really fun person and I always had a good time with her. I figured, why not meet up with her? I haven’t seen her in months. We could at least catch up.
I had a date with a cute thin little blonde engineer last Sunday (yesterday…but it feels longer ago). I took her to a brunch place in Royal Oak called Cafe Muse. Neither of us had ever been there before. She was pretty nervous, so I tried to calm her down. However, nervousness is contagious, I became a bit nervous as a result. Normally silences occur rather naturally in conversations. As neurotic as I might come of in this blog, I’m actually pretty good at dates and conversation. But the general vibe that comes from a good date never developed. We were two people who weren’t completely comfortable with the other. I tried to make jokes and they didn’t quite land with her. She wasn’t really into movies, or books, or music. She really liked her job, and her family, and her dog. I covered the brunch and we walked to a bakery where she bought me a cookie. We then walked around town in a cloud of uncomfortable silence occasionally broken by a joke, observation, or question. I stopped by my car, offered her a ride to hers, she declined, then we hugged and I left. If I could redo it, I would walk her to her car and have her drive me back and maybe go in for a kiss. I’ve never had a second date from a kissless first date, but this one was a bit more doomed and an attempted kiss would have been inappropriate. Whatever, I’ll probably never see her again. I told my Dad that it didn’t click and he was surprised with the idea of people “not clicking” with other people. He said that he clicked with 99% of people. I didn’t say anything then, but his definition of clicking is probably just different than mine. You can click at a professional or acquaintance level much easier than on a romantic one and I think he simply conflates the two.