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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.Each slot corresponds to a particular type of plate or bowl (Note: the related dishes had to be bought separately from the kitchen reno, but as he explained, that would be a “one-time purchase”).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).And then he did—wearing grey sweatpants and a Bob Marley t-shirt.We sat down in a booth and he immediately starting talking about everything from his childhood to his job. Clear that this wasn’t going to be a two-way conversation, I went into interview mode.
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.
Strike one: He said he preferred to spend his money on experiences rather than things.
I agreed, and started talking about my love of travel—at which point, he interrupted me to say I probably “still owned Uggs though”…