I decided to spend the majority of my 4th of July with a total stranger. Enter A. We meet at a bar near both of our apartments and seem to really hit it off, eating German food and having a few beers. We head downtown to see the parade, fireworks, a concert, and other holiday festivities but take a detour at another bar first.
Me being me. I don't want to spend my ENTIRE 4th with someone I don't really know. So what do I do? I suggest we meet up with my roommate, his girlfriend, and...get this...her parents. Yup, that's right. I invited my roommate's girlfriend's parents to join our date. Soon after meeting us, her mom says, "So this is y'alls first date, huh?" in her thick Georgia accent. I'm so good at this dating thing. Needless to say, he left right after the fireworks started. On the one hand, we did spend almost five hours together by the end of our date, and he texted me quite a bit on his way home. On the other hand, he didn't text me at all the next day. Or any day after that for that matter. I fully admit, I fucked this one up. Even if it's not your parents, I think a good rule of thumb is to never introduce your first date to any parents. Oh well. You live, you learn.
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