Name: Brad [although I thought it was Charlie - note to self, implement excel spreadsheet for dating purposes - oh and also, I told him this, note to self to stop drinking before it gets to that point].
Age: 34
Height: 6′1
Employer: After an 11 year stint in the corporate world, Brad/Charlie decided to take up a “pin-up-style” t-shirt business w/ his buddy in Panama. As a side gig Charlie is getting into “voiceover work” – audition in the Am. Big time. Ummm.
Digs: Jersey City [under normal circumstances, this is an automatic disqualifier, howevs he had a good photo].
Alcohol units consumed: 4 (ps: when consuming beer and attempting to not become absolutely inebriated, it is perhaps best to not mix different kinds of beers. Also noteworthy, don’t go out with a bang, ala “Leffe Blonde.” Causes slurrage. Yar.
Time expended: 8:45 PM – midnight.
Bar locale: Spitzers.
Overall assessment: Dude was of high aesthetic appeal (kind of looks like that doctor on Grey’s anatomy that is married to the Noxzema girl) – except, re: voiceover work & Jersey City, which let’s just face it, is bad news. If I were drunk (which happens) and he were local I would totally call (and some lamps would seriously be broken).
Additional commentary: He is lame at bar games (negative). He has a dog (positive). He told me if I were to go surfing in Australia I would probs be paralyzed (double negative, Debbie Downer).
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