27 October 2010


I google EVERYONE.

Call me curious, nosey or what you will, but search you shall find, right? So obviously, when I start dating someone I immediately hit the search engine and start digging. Usually what comes up are Facebook pages, Linkedln profiles, MySpace pages etc.; nothing exciting - well, until the other day, that is.

I went on a second date with this guy I met at work. After our first date I attempted to blow him off, but after realizing the chances of me seeing him again were pretty high (considering he lives a block away from my job), I figured I'd give it another go and agreed to a second date. I wanted to get to know him more; all I knew was that he had an affinity for motorcycles. In fact he had a whole arm sleeve of tattoos dedicated to them.

So, we met for quick bite in Alphabet City on a Saturday night before heading to see one of my (and his) favorite bands play. I'll skip all the boring details of the date. All I can say is that dinner was amazing and the show was phenomenal; I had nice time. Of course, in true "La La" fashion, I drank too much and ended up crashing at his place.

Now, now: let's not get ahead of ourselves kids - I did not put out.

In fact, my date was a perfect gentleman. He slept on the couch as I snored myself away in a peaceful slumber on his orthopedic bed. The next morning, I awoke to find a clean towel, new bar of soap, and unopened toothbrush waiting for me while he ran out to get breakfast and coffee. Pretty chivalrous, right?
I showered, got dressed and waited for his return. I didn't rush out after we ate. In fact, we spent some time together that morning walking around his neighborhood, talking, and getting to know each other a bit better.

Now, pay attention: this is where it starts to get interesting.
He mentioned that his job required him to spend quite some time communicating with the NYC police department, which he found quite "ironic." Here's a snippet of the conversation as I remember it: 

Me: "Ironic, why's that?" 
Date: "Oh, you know, when I was a kid I found myself on the other side of the law once or maybe twice"
Me: "Oh" 
Date: "But, that was a long time ago."

I thought to myself, "How bad could it be?"

Petty theft, perhaps? Maybe he was caught peeing in public or started a silly drunken bar fight - who am I to write-off a perfectly nice guy? Just because he was at the wrong place at the wrong time? No way, not me. So, after our morning date I headed home.

As soon as I got home I hit the computer right away and started googling. It wasn't long before I found out he was involved in a pretty infamous motorcycle gang in the 90s. He was arrested and tried on a long list of things, one of them being arson (gulp). Don't worry, I won't be seeing him again . . . well, then again I've always liked to play with fire.

Point of the conversation: It pays to Google your dates, or anyone for that matter.

- La La

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