Not All the Comfy

Any faithful readers out there who have felt my discomfort with blind dates and things of that nature?  Did you read yesterdays post about lines?  So the phone rang today, well it did a few times, one of those times I picked it up and noticed a name on the caller ID.  It was the gal from yesterday that invited me to have a seat and share my story.  Ever get that sinking feeling like "if I answer this call something uncomfortable is going to happen"?  Yeah, that feeling.  Well, there I was debating whether to answer it or pass it off to someone else.  I answered the call.   Sure enough it was the gal and basically she asked me out on a date.  This does not happen to me.  This is not in my comfort zone.  This is way outside the lines.  I am private, I am quiet, I am busy with my family.  Don't go putting me on the spot - I choke under pressure especially when it involves stepping outside of my comfort zone with ladies.  I did not answer, told her I would give it some thought and then went on to face the consequences as Dave, Amy, Shelly, Tara and Ma got on me about how I need to just go on the date.  So now I've gotta get back to her and say I'll go.  Do I want to go?  No, I don't.  Should I go?  Yes I should.  And now I owe the swear jar another quarter.  Damn!