6th
The Naked Guy
We met online and have a mutual friend who works at his company, so we had a lot to talk about at first. Turns out he lives in Santa Monica and that’s where I work. When he suggested we meet at his place and then go out for apple juice at Real Food Daily after work, I agreed.
I had a heavy laptop bag and a couple of layers with me just in case the weather near the beach was cool. I arrived at his place around 6pm and he invited me in. It was a cute apartment with a square layout featuring a living room, dining room, kitchen open area and a small bedroom with the bathroom in the back.
My date was nicely dressed in slacks and a button-down shirt with a sweater over it. He had nice blue eyes and seemed very comfortable in his own skin. He suggested that I should leave my stuff at his place reminding me that he lived alone and it would be safe there while we were out. We walked the three blocks to Real Food Daily and ordered our juices taking our seats at the bar next to the counter.
We sat and talked for over an hour about everything from music and our families to our jobs and our favourite places in Los Angeles. Having heard I’m a bit of an anglophile, he offered to buy me dinner at Ye Olde Kings Head, an English pub around the corner. We walked there and took a seat in a booth.
We ordered fish n chips for two and each of us had a beer. More effortless conversation and loads of laughs followed as we shared stories of previous bad dates, places we hoped to travel and life goals. Additionally, I told him I just finished catching up on a TV show I liked called “How I Met Your Mother”. He said he watched that show a few times and with that, he paid the bill and we left.
We huddled close together to keep warm on the walk back to his place. It was dark, but not late, only about 9:30pm. When we got back to his place he offered to drive me home, but first since it was so early, he invited me inside for a cup of tea so we could talk more. I just spent 3 and a 1/2 hours with this guy and felt pretty comfortable with him so I said, “OK”.
We went inside and he turned on the TV. He put the kettle on and then he excused himself to use the restroom. I sat back on the sofa patiently waiting and looking around at the things he had on the wall and on the shelves. He had some cool toys: Godzilla and some collectibles and the program on TV was some sports show. 
A moment later the bathroom door opened and he peaked around the corner, but he appeared to be no longer wearing a shirt. He said, “Be out in a second” and although I thought it was a little strange, I thought he might’ve wanted to change his shirt and was embarrassed to streak across the room topless on a first date.
I gave him the benefit of the doubt and got up to “check on the kettle” so he could change his shirt with his dignity. When I sat back down, my date emerged from the bathroom: stark naked.
I immediately busted up laughing. Here was a guy REALLY psyching himself up to make me laugh, by going for it completely and trying a move from the premise of one of my favourite shows: How I Met Your Mother. In a pretty famous episode of the program, one of the characters goes out on a first date with a guy who pulls The Naked Man.
For a complete explanation, watch here:
Being the girl I am, I was completely impressed that he bravely put himself out there to get me to laugh by re-enacting the episode. Once I composed myself I said, “Oh that was great! Just like the show! Awesome, 10 points to you! Now go put your clothes on, the tea’s almost ready!”
He looked at me completely puzzled and asked, “What show?”
To which I replied, “How I Met Your Mother, The Naked Man, that’s what you’re doing right?”
He responded, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.. but I did tell you I was an exhibitionist, didn’t I?” *wink*
I got up and got my things and said, “Ok I’m out of here, I’m gone”.
He offered to take me home, but I wasn’t going to stick around to find out if he was even going to put something on before he gave me a lift home in his BMW. I suddenly feel horrible for that car.
I never mentioned it to our mutual colleague, and I never heard from him again. I’ve heard it works 2 out of 3 times, perhaps his next two dates were a success!
