One of my favorite recent stories is about this guy who a family member set me up with. Now, normally any family-member set up sucks and I don't know why I even consider it. But this one seemed promising (as they all somehow feel at the initial stages before you've met the dude) and so I got his number and called him. After the appropriate number of phone-tag games, we finally had a chance to chat.
The conversation wasn't awful (except for maybe the part where he talked about how low his salary was even thought I know he must make triple digits ... does he get the meaning of the word poverty?) but he and my friend M (who writes on this blog too) are in the same field so I mentioned her full name. Two minutes later, he looked her up on facebook, mentioned she was cute and then said, "Hey, so I wrote her a facebook message - just let her know I'm not some random so she'll write me back." I couldn't understand. Did he really just write my friend on facebook WHILE we were still on the phone? For real? I asked him, and his response was, "Oh, ok... here I just wrote you too." (!!!)
Needless to say, I was not phased. I've been obsessive compulsive dating for a while. M called me later to let me know that he had asked her what she was doing this weekend. I'm glad our convo got her a real date.
-M
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