Being the bad guy

Since my last post I have gone out once more with the 'guy'. The second date was definitely more awkward than the first, in my opinion. There were several moments where silence loomed before us, neither knowing what to say, and there were several moments when we could not communicate to the other what we wanted to say because of the language barrier. Then, there were a couple of moments where our cultural differences became even more apparent when something happened that to him was acceptable and to me was not simply because we're coming from two different cultural perspectives.

Personally, I thought that the last time we went out would be it and I would be spared from having to tell him that I wasn't interested in seeing him again in any way, shape, or form. (He's a nice enough guy, but we have nothing in common and so there's no point in continuing any sort of relationship.) As if it would be that easy...

He texted me today to see if I wanted to grab coffee, but I was busy with friends who came to visit from the States. Now I am left wondering what to say to him, how to communicate to him that I don't want to see him anymore. I'm trying to figure out how to navigate this whole dating thing and it's hard enough without having to add cultural differences to the mix, but that's what God has for me in this moment. For once I seem to be at a loss for words or what to even say. So, I guess it's up to me to be the 'bad guy' and put an end to all this...eek. I've never been good at that sort of thing in my own life.

As my friend, Heidi, pointed out today, though....it's a great story nonetheless.