I’m home early tonight. Really early. Record setting early.
My date was just that sucky.
I swear this guy left his personality at home. He just sat there and stared at me. And smiled. That goofy, ‘I think you’re cute’ smile. So pathetic.
This is a man who’s lived in Manhattan all his life (where there are beautiful women everywhere you look). Who owns his own business. Who is successul and, until tonight I was under the impression he was bright. He’s very well educated, at least.
But instead of us having a pleasant conversation over drinks he just sat there and stared at me. And so after a half hour I made up some half-assed excuse about how tired I was and left. I just couldn’t.
Tags: bad date