(Part of the Always Be Honest With Your Dating App series)
All posts by Emily
Lunch
I was only supposed to be in Florida through this morning, but because of a flight cancellation, my trip is now extended through tomorrow. My gracious hosts weren’t planning on having me here for today, and they had to go into work. They were VERY concerned about what I was going to do for lunch, which was sweet, but come on guys, I’m 32 years old, I’m pretty sure I know how to fix myself a meal.
To be clear, the apple is decorative.
This Imaginative, Disney-Loving Guy
Another gem found in my Coffee Meets Bagel app. Again, I wasn’t ignoring this guy (yet), I just wasn’t receiving the alerts and therefore had no idea this one-way conversation was even happening. I will never cease to be impressed by some people’s ability to keep going with absolutely NO response….
Also, I choose alligator. Obviously.
This Is It, Guys!
I’ve made it!
After 32 Years, My Family Totally Gets My Sense of Humor
Right after reading Point Taken, my aunt texts me on the family group chat:
The important thing here is that she got the punchline of my post AND has full faith in my intelligence.
Thank You, Florida
For reminding me that wherever I go, my hair will always be Jewish.
Point Taken
Yesterday, my aunt sent me the following email:
The article talks about a woman who sent out one racist tweet, and her life was completely ruined. She was cyber-bullied, lost her job, and essentially lost her entire identity and any sense of credibility as a decent human being. The article gives other examples of people whose lives were completely destroyed in the name of one joke-gone-wrong on the Internet.
So, yeah, I get it Aunt Sherry– “THESE people got famous with ONE tweet. Step up your game, Em!”
Harsh but fine. Point taken. Currently scripting world’s funniest Underground Railroad-meets-Holocaust tweet.
Keep the helpful feedback comin’, family!
Boca Raton vs. NYC: A Runner’s Perspective
On my daily morning run here in sunny Boca Raton, Florida, I couldn’t hep but compare the contrasting aspects of my exercise routine down here vs. in NYC. Let’s look at these three categories:
1. Wildlife (aka Running Buddies) 
2. Road blocks: Sometimes on a run, things block your path…..
3. Scenery as you leave your home and begin your run
This Hopeful Guy
I just discovered this in my Coffee Meets Bagel app. I wasn’t purposely ignoring this guy, I just wasn’t getting the alerts. But I have to say, for someone I had ZERO contact with, he sure was hopeful about my well being…
Tell Me More About Your Problems Digesting Dairy
As I listen to these old ladies next to me at the pool in Boca discuss plastic surgery (“You should SEE her nose now, she went from ogre to belle of the ball”), early bedtimes (“Irving can’t even stay up past the evening news, forget the late show!”) and 5:00 dinner reservations (“I wanted to do 6:00 but Estelle said too late, she’ll get indigestion”), I can’t help but shake my head in dismay.
At the fact that I don’t live here. This is my mothership.
