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It is August. This guy is leaving the country in September. I am not going to shower and get dressed to meet a guy who is leaving the country in less than a month. This is too much to ask a woman who can’t be bothered to change into outdoor pants to make a supermarket run. Good luck to you, sir, and I think you want Door Dash. They’re the ones who deliver when you order. Tip your driver, okay?
Yeah, I rebooted the apps.
What else am I supposed to do? Take a ceramics class? Join an improv group? I don’t need more things taking up time in my life. I have a day job and plenty of creative projects. I don’t enjoy seeing live shows alone, almost everything else I’ll happily do solo. Hell, I’ve been to the theater alone, that’s fine. I like company for music, though.
Last week I matched with a guy who’s on the board for a fancy science organization. We texted a bit and then he asked if we could talk.
“I’m not against talking on the phone, but I like text. As writer by profession, I want to hold my edge for as long as possible.”
“I appreciate your competitive streak,” he said, “but English is my third language.” He was not posturing. His first language is Portuguese. I guessed German would be the second because of his occupation.
“Fair. How about we switch to German. My written German is terrible.”
He laughed. Turns out he lived and worked in Germany. Called it.
He asked if I was a coffee or happy hour person.
“Both, but coffee is my first choice.”
He asked if I’d like to meet for breakfast. I love going out for breakfast. Sometime back I met a guy for breakfast. Zero vibes, but he was fun to talk to and I had an excellent fried egg sandwich.
Science guy is traveling for a few days, but I figure it’s his move. I will totally take a shower and get dressed to go eat a good fried egg sandwich.
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