When sharing the details about Food Truck Boy #10 in my post prior to the date, I nicknamed the guy Rico Suave for a reason. Foreshadowing bitches! Some men just have the gift of smooth, and this guy was a kissing, hands-all-over, saying-and-doing-all-the-right-things, flirty smooooth operator.
Well, that is, until the end of the date…
Rico Suave was one of the first guys to apply for a Food Truck Date when I first launched my project in August, and admittedly, I put off scheduling his date until just this past month. In the spirit of honesty, there was just something about his application that didn’t thrill me – he said he rapped (boom chaka laka… um no), was broke and looking for a job (next up – date hunting in The Tenderloin!), and I didn’t think from the one pic he sent in that I’d feel chemistry with him.
When I met Rico Suave in person at SoMa StrEatFood Park, my first online impression couldn’t have been more wrong. He was adorable. Columbian, dark hair, great body, huge white smile and a unique style (purple T-shirt, vest, and sportin’ giant headphones around his neck). He also ended up being gregarious, fun and easy to talk to – he had a completely infectious attitude and personality.
via @jpcapili on Instagram
This is precisely why I’ve discovered it’s worth giving most men a chance that you might receive a message from online, but might not dig for some small reason like he’s shirtless and with a chic in half his pics, always on a mountain, or admits his favorite thing to do in his spare time is play Halo 4.
Sometimes the ones you think will never be a match will surprise you! *Steps off dating soapbox*
Rico Suave and I snagged some food from the Koja Kitchen food truck (DEF one of my favorite food trucks in San Francisco that I’ve eaten at thus far), and sat down under the heated patio at SoMa StrEatFood Park to get to know each other.
Kamikaze Fries from Koja Kitchen via @lynlam on Instagram
Rico and I had good amount in common, so right away the date wasn’t awkward or hard to get off the ground – we shared a love for electronic and dance music, we were both from Seattle and had mutual friends, and we both have tech and design professional backgrounds. Rico Suave has a super interesting life path – he worked for Microsoft, left it all to pursue music/MCing career, moved to Washington D.C. and finally landing a job at Adobe in San Francisco. (Turns out he wasn’t really jobless – judgement FAIL again). I’m all about admitting when I’m wrong, right lovers?! I’m so adult.
One of the main things I noticed about Rico Suave was that he was super flirty and touchy. He definitely knows his way with the ladies. One might go so far to call him a ladies man. At one point, he grabbed my hand and put it on his leg and held it there while I talked.
via @sdupreebemis on Instagram
Now, it’s awesome to know a guy is attracted to you from the start of a date, but it was sort of awkward! Talking with my hand on a unknown man thigh threw me off my game. I sort of stuttered and lost my train of thought and tried to act super cool like I’m touching man thighs all day long, erryday. Ain’t no thang like a man thigh wang! (Uh.. what. That came out wrong).
Picture us awkwardly sitting there, me with my hand stretched out stiff in front of me, stuttering – he with his hand clamped down on top of mine, lovingly staring into my eyes.
Dating is so FUN.
We were getting along so well, that after we finished our food and had a few adult beverages from StrEatBrew, Rico Suave invited me to a party he was heading to later that night with his roommate. It being a Tuesday and all aside, I’m all for an adventure, so we snagged a Lyft and headed to his apartment.
In the elevator up to his place, Rico pinned my arms against the back wall and made his first make out move – a bold one, at that. I have to admit, I’m not really a first-date-maker-outer (especially if I really like you), but sometimes the wine gets the best of me. I wasn’t sure if Rico and I had long-term possibilities, but the guy was handsome and it’s always nice to get a little bit of male attention from a good-looking dude, so I went with the cheesy, passionate elevator make out.
Our kissing adventures continued from his elevator to the basement at 222 Hyde – a super cool bar in Lower Nob Hill with a good-sized underground dance floor.
222 Hyde via @moredillon on Instagram
Rico had a few of his friends meet up at the party, so I invited one of my best friends to join us too and the full-on dance party began. I loved the music and was enjoying the bar’s vibe and the personality of my date, so I let my usual rational self go a bit and allowed myself to get swept up in the music, sexuality, youth and fuzziness of the party.
The night was going pretty well and Rico and I had even talked about doing date #2 until that is, I noticed he was spending a lot of time and flirting with one of the girl friends he had introduced me to. The two of them were dancing together – he twirled her all over the dance floor and then led her up to the bar to buy her a drink, where he stood and talked to her for the large remainder of the evening. It was full on puppy dog mode with he and her from then on out.
I’m not a jealous person really at all, and I have my fair share of male friends so I understand the male/female friendship interactions, but this was clearly more than friends. I felt like I was invited along on a night he was trying to hook it up with another girl.
Turns out Rico Suave is not only suave on his date with me, but suave with every lady, erryday.
NOT ”ain’t no thang but a chicken wang” for me on this one.
I spent the rest of the night with my best friend, trying to ignore the fact that my date was flirting with half the bar and picking up another lady. I don’t think we interacted or talked for at least the last hour before I took off in a cab.
Even though I didn’t think Rico and I were a total match, I did enjoy his company and had nothing but nice things to say about him until he made me feel bad. Wait until your date has left, or is at least in a different room, before you put the moves on another girl, dudes.
What would you have done if you were in my shoes, ladies?