Date Night Chronicle 3: The Jamaican and the Jet Ski
My date with the Jamaican and the jet ski was adventurous, spontaneous, and exhilarating. One summer about three years ago, I met a guy at a local casino. We’ll just call him Mr. Pisces. I was hanging out with a couple of my sister friends and a colleague. We decided we would get our dance on. It’s was right around the time of Michael Jackson’s death, so we were all feeling some
kinda kind of way. The DJ started to play a medley of MJ’s songs and that’s all I needed to keep me on the dance floor. I was getting my groove on as if I was the only person there. Then suddenly my friend tapped me on the shoulder and said that a guy wanted to talk to me. He walked over to her to ask about me. I asked what did he look like because I couldn’t see him. She said you will just have to see for yourself and that he had some sort of accent. Well I told her to tell him to wait because Michael Jackson was playing and I was not leaving the dance floor. She told him just that. I continued to dance and sing to the medley of songs that seem to have gone on forever. The songs ended and I exited the dance floor. To my surprise, Mr. Pisces was still standing there with my friend WTH?? I just knew he had moved on. My other friend said, he has been patiently waiting for you. Finally we make introductions and conversed over the loud music. We talked and talked and then we danced for little while.
The next morning he sent me a few text message. I frowned because I am not a morning person and that
shit crap woke me up. He was in a training session and wanted to know if we could meet later for lunch. Well I was super busy that day. We didn’t have lunch but we did manage to share a chocolate brownie a la mode. It’s funny how when I first saw him that was the image that came to mind. Yummy! I couldn’t hang out with him for long so the little meet and greet ended quickly. He said he wanted to see me soon rather than later. I said okay we will try to make that happen.
It’s Sunday morning and ding another early morning text. Mr. Pisces wanted to go to the beach and hang out later that afternoon. I said fine but I had lunch plans with my sister friends. We agreed to meet up at 4:00. Well some how time got away from me and I wasn’t prepared for the beach. Mr. Pisces is of course eager, ready, and punctual. He called me to let me know he was headed to the beach. I told him I wasn’t ready and I didn’t have my car. He said no problem I will pick you up. I told him I didn’t have my beach gear with me and that I needed to get something to wear. Once again, he said no problem. I hung up and told my friends he was on the way to get me and I needed to go to the store. We rushed to pay the check at the restaurant so we could leave. As we were walking to Old Navy, a truck pulls up with jet ski on the back. I’m thinking to myself, I hope he is not trying to get me to ride that thing. I told him in one of our conversations that I had a fear of water because of a near death experience I had when I was 13. I was working to overcome that fear by taking swimming lessons. It only made sense since I live on a coastal area. There was no way I was ready to jet ski in a large ocean. I told him I was going to get something to wear. He said ok I will wait for you. My friends and I go into Old Navy to pick something out quickly. They were excited but my
ass was nervous. We pulled together something beachy and said our goodbyes.
I walked to the truck and Mr. Pisces hopped out and opened the door for me. He smiled like there was some secret he wasn’t telling me. I gave him a nervous smile because I knew what he was trying to do. While driving, he grabbed my hand and said don’t be nervous, you’re in good hands. He read my mind. I told him I wasn’t ready for this. He said you will have on a life jacket and to trust him. We arrived and he pulled the jet ski off the truck. He put my life jacket on and made sure it was secured. He gave me a run down of how the jet ski worked and a speech about not panicking. Finally he helped me on the jet ski and he sat in front of me. He said hold on to him and relax. You better believe I held on to him. He started that baby up and off we went. We zoomed across the gulf and I must say it was absolutely incredible! I couldn’t believe I was on a jet ski in the middle of the freaking ocean. We rode for what seemed like hours and then we proceeded towards land. Right as we got close to land, we tilted over and SPLASH! We both fell in the water. I panicked until I floated back to the top of the water. I had forgotten all about the life jacket. He laughed and said see I told you, you were in good hands. The experience was exhilarating!
After an enjoyable first date and a many more great dates, we became exclusive and dated for a while. We were totally opposite but we had a lot of fun. I was his reddgirl and he was my island boy. As we all know, some things just aren’t meant to be.
What is one of your most memorable dates?
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