Finally I met a dog owner!! He also looks very good on paper. I was actually very excited about meeting him and had high hope. And you know how it goes: the higher the hope, the harder the disappointment. He's an okay-looking man, has a good job, mild-mannered, and has the dog I wanted. What bugged me was that he's not very opinionated. Everything I said, he agreed with. He didn't agree with me with his own supporting arguments, but simply repeated my arguments and agreed. He's also a bit neurotic, manifested in his taking a long time to order a beer and a burger, pestering the poor waiters with 100 questions. Dear God, an IPA is an IPA, it tastes shitty, so just get over it and order any one of them... I don't know. But I will probably keep dating him for the dog. Is that wrong?
A side note: going on two back-to-back dates on the same day is a little insane. What am I, racing an ultra marathon? I was just telling my friend that the prospect of having to date four guys is a bit grim and tiring. Then I reminded myself that these things usually have a way of working themselves out. You know the joke about men are like Bluetooth that they only connect with the closest while women are like Wifi that they only connect with the strongest? I don't need to worry. Only the strongest will survive.
What I learned: certain Catholic university doesn't provide birth control for its students. Nuts.
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