Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Date Report - Satanic Mechanic

I’ve known him for 10 years. He’s the service manager at my local gas station. About 3 years ago he disappeared. Then he reappeared.

One day I was at the gas station and one of the young mechanics noticed me and then he sprinted out the back door to the garage section. A few seconds later, Satanic Mechanic appeared, clearly having received the “tip off”. Right then, he asked me out. Because I had noticed the ‘tip off” (how cute) men working together...I said yes. He said, let’s go out for Sushi and I’ll teach you about Culture”.

I’m an international incentive event planner and gas-station guy was going to teach me about “culture”? This would be good.

First of all, there is nothing satanic about the man. I’m labeling him satanic because of the tattoos. He’s covered in tattoos of, well yes skulls and other stuff.

He picks me up at my house in his truck. He opens the door from the inside and it’s typical guy- in-a-shambles truck, papers to move before I sit down. He immediately says, sorry I’m so casual. He’s wearing camouflage shorts and t-shirt. I don’t care what he’s wearing.

In the car he mentions that today is his birthday. He's 38. I thought he was older. For his birthday, he's taking ME out to dinner. (again...cute)

We drive around for a bit trying to figure out which Sushi place to go to and settle on Gen Kai in CDM. (Awesome by the way.) I don’t really eat sushi, but then I don’t really date either. I had fried shrimp heads, raw sea urchin (yuk) and raw slabs of brightly colored raw fish. I had oysters on the half shell with a Japanese twist, white sake and beer. I spoke Japanese to the Sushi men in order to prove how worldy I am. It didn't work, but it didn't backfire.

At an early stage Satanic Mechanic asked me if I knew how to use chopsticks. I replied with condescension, “I just returned from 2 weeks in Thailand. I think I can handle it.” He told me he’d been there 8 times. Damn. He topped me. How did he do that?

So we eat and talk as I drop items...er sushi out of my chopsticks or things...er sushi spills out of my mouth into the soy sauce holder with a brown splash or kerplunk. He pretends not to notice.

Here's his story: He was a rock n roll star (wha?) in the 70’s or 80’s for about 7 years. He was a bass guitar player in a band that toured. I forgot the name. He had long hair and wore tight pants. That’s where a lot of the tattoos were acquired. He had a rock n roll name along the lines of Dr. Nasty. He recorded a few CD’s and promised to give me copies.

At some point he impregnated a “groupie” and is now raising his 16-year-old son in conjunction with the mother so... all is not lost. For the last 3 years he has owned his own garage and just recently sold it. In the ensuing year he used the money to travel and then came back to the gas station. In other words, the Satanic Mechanic has more going on then I expected. Interesting.

After sushi we went to CDM’s only dive bar, The Place, and drank cheap wine and talked about starting a business together.

If I ever pull off my business plans, I’ll tell you all about it. I have a great idea.


Restaurant Date Review
Gen Kai Japanese Restaurant
Corona Del Mar, CA
Phone 949-675-0771

This was the best sushi I have ever had. But I don't really like sushi. I might change my mind. What I liked about this place was the ambience. So authentic, little tatami mats and rice paper walls...you get the picture. Service was amazing. One thing I know about in my proffession is service. It was a very friendly restaurant too. The folks next to us offered to share their yellow tail cheek. It looked fantastic. The cheek of these large fish is a delicacy. They cooked it. I said no the offer but I was thinking...yes yes yes.


P.O.M. said...

I think you might want to give this one a second date. He seems manly - maybe he can man-handle you in some way that might click.

BP said...

He's worth a second date. Clearly you can't judge a book by his job!