Forgettable Frank... Or was it Fred... Or???

A few days ago, I had the awesome opportunity to go to the Long Beach Aquarium with my family to watch my dad go scuba diving in the main tank... with all the cool fish, a sea turtle, and even a few sharks!

As we were at lunch on the way to the aquarium, I started to have this foggy, distant memory with vague details slowly coming to mind.  I looked at my sister and mom across the table and with a perplexed look on my face said, "I think I went on a date to the Long Beach Aquarium at some point in my life... but... I can't remember who the guy was."  They laughed a little and probably didn't think much of it.

But the lack of detail was driving me crazy!  I could not believe that I could remember the aquarium, but had no recollection of my date.  I decided that maybe the details would be filled in throughout the rest of the day. Lucky for you... I was right!

...Kind of...

I remember a guy picking me up from a neighbor's house (I was cat-sitting... yes, cat-sitting... while they were away for a couple weeks).  I remember his old white truck with no A/C and windows that were barely functioning.  I remember where we parked and the tacos he ate before we went inside.  I even remember walking around the Lighthouse nearby, the family that asked us to take a picture, and each of the exhibits we saw together.

We watched my dad dive, which was an amazing experience, but still... I had no recollection of this mystery man.  The drive home provided more time to ponder the details of this date, and here is as much as I can remember:

After the aquarium, Mr. Forgettable asked if I was interested in grabbing dinner and we ended up at Flame Broiler near my house.  I was planning to go to a movie that night with a couple friends.  When I explained that I needed to pick up my friend for the movie, he eagerly mentioned that he also really wanted to see the same movie... What a coincidence, right?  So, I casually invited him along.

What can I say?  I like people.

We had to trade his truck for my car and first picked up one friend.  Then another.  The second friend had a few errands to run, so we joined her.  First stop: our church.  She needed to finish preparations for Sunday School the next day.  Second stop: Target, to pick out a gift for a wedding shower.  At this point, I was still debating my thoughts on Mr. Forgettable.  Our time together was... neutral... un-memorable.  At Target, though, I think he set his fate with me in motion.  Why, you ask?  Because he vanished... almost literally... I looked through the entire store with no luck.  I am still unsure of where he went or what he did, but when he finally returned my call, it was with a text: "Where r u? Did u leave?"

I thought fairly sarcastically, "Yes.  I left.  I went to the movie without you and now you have to figure out how to get back to your truck... that is parked at my house."

The end of the date is about as forgettable as the guy who accompanied me.  We watched the movie, dropped off my friends, and I took him back to his truck.  The only detail I remember about the end is his comment about the Pirates of the Caribbean movie that we watched... "It was a little bit complicated.  I think I'll need to watch it again to really get it."  A comment that is not uncommon with many movies, but usually those movies involve more complicated plots than fighting pirates.

The date itself isn't THAT funny, but I still can't remember what the guy looks like, his name, or anything else about him other than the details you've just read... and it still drives me just a little bit crazy. :)

Needless to say, this is another date that didn't make it past the first one.