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I ordered the drink and got a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to be greeted by Mikey – he definitely was good looking, but looked a lot older in the flesh – he was also shorter than I imagined. He seemed uncomfortable but I put it down to nerves – then he suddenly realised that he had forgotten his wallet.
Luckily as he lived round the corner we said we’d go and pick it up on the way to the next pub.
three days went by and nothing/ nada/ sweet FA – honestly why do men bother to ask you out if all they want is an ego boost.
I deleted his number of figured another one bites the dust and that it was over before it began anyway – his lose etc To my complete surprise, I got a text from him 5 days later apologising for being MIA, he explained that he’d met up with his recent ex and that they’d realised that there was still feelings there.
As we were talking he exclaimed that he had completely forgotten that he was meant to be taking part in the local pub’s quiz that night with his team.
Quite surprisingly he asked me if I wanted to join him – for a first date I thought it was a bit strange.
I had joined up on a trial basis to see what the offerings were out there.
It was a time before tinder, a time when was one of the few forms of dating that held a much higher probability ratio of not receiving dick pictures (always a bonus).
So I did the thing any self respecting girl would do, I Google searched the fuck out of him – true to form, Google didn’t let me down.In short, if we take you on as a client, we guarantee you will go out on dates!It’s been a while and I have a backlog of dating disaster tales what I feel are only too appropriate to share…As said man, let’s call him Mikey (name changed obvs) was kinda in the public eye, I was able to see the public’s feedback and perceptions of him… I figured people were just jealous of his privileged job, so decided that I would try to figure out how much of a *prick* he was for myself…#ahem After chatting on the site for a couple of days, he asked me for my number, a good sign in my eyes, so I dutifully obliged.