(Part of the Always Be Honest With Your Dating App series)
Right. So. I passed because…
“Yeah don’t go out with him. I feel like that’s a bad start.” — friend, hearing me cry “ewww!” while checking my dating app.
For no other reason than my kitchen light broke. And nothing I’ve tried has fixed it.*
*Things I’ve tried include: staring at it in the darkness, cursing, and prayer.
The rule was that I wouldn’t do it. Long distance is tough.
But tonight I have a first date with a guy who lives in New Jersey, because, thanks to this guy, the new standard is “Well, as long as he knows he lives in New Jersey….”
It’s bad when your standards start to match your expectations, in the sense that neither one can be recovered without an extensive, all-hands-on-deck, Jurrasic-park-style archaeological dig.