I haven't blogged for some time, and recently I've had a few requests to get over the fact that I'm in love and resume writing about the ups and downs of dating.
So what better way to (re)start than to share a story from a friend, who we'll refer to as Rita. This is copy and pasted from our chat this afternoon, so you can feel like you're right in the conversation.
For her sake and mine, I'm very thankful that Rita has a great sense of humour, or this story would have undoubtedly ended in (sad) tears.
Rita:
i met up with this guy... it was a set up
he was late
wearing a bill cosby-style sweater
and not in a fun ironic way
then he got terrible heartburn or something and kept burping and had to run to the store to buy tums
lol
it was brutal
he was also totally unimpressed that i didn't own a car
oh
and the best part was when
Dani:
WHATTTTTTTTT
AMAZING
Very different if the sweater wasn't worn in the "the ironic way"
Rita:
he bascially told me that he frequents strip clubs
hahahaha
amazing
and sooo awful
Dani:
this guy...did he follow you home after and look into your windows?
like seriously creepy
and who the eff set you up with him?!!
So Rita goes on to say that no, he did not follow her home (she's safe) and he did not try to contact her again. Which saves her the unenjoyable task of punching the friend who set them up!
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