30.1

I waited a whole five days to contact Thirty, and that is a huge accomplishment for me!  I sent him a message asking if he wanted to meet up for frozen yogurt, and he said yes.  I was feeling really good about this one while I waited for him, and then he showed up carrying a man purse.  Okay, I'll give him some credit and tell you it was a leather satchel, but still.  Here are the three strikes I mentally gave him for this accessory: (1) It's a man purse; (2) He didn't need it - he walked a whole six blocks from his apartment and went straight back there.  (3) I didn't even bring my purse.  Once I stopped myself from laughing out loud and judging him, though, I had a decent time.

After he paid for our yogurt, we decided to take advantage of the nice night and walk around the neighborhood.  Even though I didn't notice any sparks or major connections between us, I discovered that we both like to travel.  When he told me he was planning a trip to South America, I decided to share two of my favorite Spanish phrases with him.  Tengo tremendo culo (I have a great butt) is my go-to Spanish phrase, but he didn't think he would use that one too often.  The other phrase I like means "Why are you so ghetto?" but I drew a complete blank on how to say it.  I told him I would let him know whenever I remembered how to say it.  I honestly don't know what else we talked about, but there was a constant stream of conversation because I was in full-on ramble mode.

Finally he stopped in front of his building, so I thanked him for the yogurt and for meeting me.  Then in true Penelope style as I'm thanking him and saying bye I simultaneously jump giddily, slap him on the arm, and exclaim, "Que naco eres?  That's how you say 'Why are you so ghetto?'"  Thirty had the perfectly combined expression of entertained, confused, and terrified.  We started laughing and said good night.  In spite of my rambling conversation skills and random Spanish phrases he did tell me to let him know next time I was dogsitting in the neighborhood.  I'm going to label this one as a new friend.

Moral of the story: he carried a man purse.