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It was only when I was recounting this story to my friends later that night that we realized, T was stoned the entire time.In the summer between my third and fourth year of university, I went on the worst date ever.I immediately came up with an exit plan: I needed to pick up a gift for my niece at Sephora.He followed me to the store, sharing his thoughts on makeup and opinions on girls who wear too much of it all the way.I was too scared to do anything, so I quietly waited for my food and got out of there ASAP.The rest of the walk back was spent listening to him talk about how he and his friends always do that between shovelling pieces of smoked salmon in his mouth.and then he LOOKED AT MY SHOES TO SEE IF HE WAS RIGHT.
After eating on these dishes, the user would put it into the appropriate slot where it would go into the wall, get washed, dried and put away. ” I responded, trying to catch our server’s eye (I wasn’t about to stick him with the bill for my drinks after a short AF date that ended with me bailing).I figured, this way, I could see if he was down to talk or if he just wanted to hookup. He texted that something abruptly “came up” when I’d already been at the meeting spot for 30 minutes. We went to the same party a few weeks later, and he a) acted like nothing had happened, and b) tried to make a move. —After online dating for a while, I was so over exchanging endless text messages before actually making plans for a first date.Instead, if a dude seemed to have decent spelling and a job, I was down to meet up and decide in-person if there was something there.The Starbucks date didn’t start off terribly—he was about 5 inches shorter than he’d claimed to be, but was also WAY cuter than his profile photo, so I felt like it all balanced out.(And to be clear: his actual height is a non-issue; lying about it was the downside.) But when we actually started talking, I felt like all this dude wanted to do was prove how ~*intellectual*~ and different he was.