Looking for Ambition

In a very typical case, I came across a profile of a guy that looked like he might be fun, and we started emailing about muppets. Naturally.

He took a more fundamental position on Sesame Street, arguing that everything within should be taken literally, as it is a documentary about life in New York City.

My argument:

If it's all real, then WHY HAVEN'T I MET MISS PIGGY YET??? I mean, we travel in all the same circles, hang out with frogs, are fashion icons...okay, none of that is true for me. But still. I want my damn Miss Piggy.

His response:

Piggy knows you want her and that's why you'll never have her. She is a tease with everyone but her Kermy. 

If you ever want to meet up and discuss muppets or other life altering topics. Let me know.

And thus:

Sure! But only if we can talk about muppets, the letter Q, and whether or not Elmo is a media whore.

And so it goes exactly as it is set up to go: browse profiles, initiate conversation, move toward meeting. And that’s exactly what it feels like: I’m going through the motions. I guess it’s true that  if you do anything long enough it becomes normal. I’ve done this so many times that when I meet people on first dates now I think to myself, “He/she seems nervous. Why is he/she nervous? Oh! Right! This is a date. And people get nervous for those.”

Which is exactly what happened with this guy. But he calmed down quickly and ended up making me laugh for the two hours we hung out. Now before you go opening that bottle of champagne you’ve been saving for me, let me say this: when asked what he loved to do he said watch movies. Not for the art form, mind you. Because he likes to see what movies he can illegally download online. 

Just a way to unwind from a stressful, fulfilling day at work, you ask? Nope. He’s a landlord, and more or less fell into it, which affords him a lot of free time that I’m not entirely sure what he does with. Other than always emailing me back within a half hour of me writing him.

By now I have a trunk full of stories of men who have no ambition. This has always been a sign for me to look elsewhere. It’s not that the person I want to be with must be a career ladder climber, but they have feel passionate about something. Introduce me to something. Take me along for the ride. Show me why it excites you. Because I’m going to do that to you, and there should be some semblance of balance here.

So why exactly did I agree to a second date with Mr. Landlord? If my experience is any indication, finding someone with ambition is an ambitious goal. Perhaps too ambitious, even for me. So, why not see where this takes me? I might even be surprised.