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I immediately came up with an exit plan: I needed to pick up a gift for my niece at Sephora.
He followed me to the store, sharing his thoughts on makeup and opinions on girls who wear too much of it all the way.
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.
We did not go on a second date.—My foray into online dating wasn’t exactly what I expected.
Prior to this particularly horrendous date, I’d only met someone from Tinder once (he was a bouncer at a club I frequented and we played Mario Kart for two dates before calling it quits).
I set up one such first date at the pub down the street from my house. “I’m driving to the subway station,” my date wrote.