Good dating stories

He showed up in a suit with a massive posh umbrella, and immediately I could tell we both weren’t into each other.

He seemed to want to leave with the belief that I fancied him, though, as some sort of ego boost.

Dating is tough—the nerves, the outfit selection, the small talk, the nervous drinking and over-sharing, and that bit of spinach you didn’t know was in your teeth! And as the digital age continues to reign supreme, things have only gotten harder: There’s swiping and last logins to think about, and seeing exes pop up in eligible matches are just a few of the fun new challenges we face.

When I finally arrived, I apologized and hoped to have a bit of fun since the journey had been so long and awful.

Instead, I spent the night listening to my date talk about this cool project he did for three weeks at work—so cool I can’t even remember it now—and being asked whether I liked Disney and video games.

“On my first date with my now husband, we went to a local pizza place and sat on the same side of a booth because it was really busy and loud.

We had a great time, but when we were waiting for our check, he let out a huge fart that I couldn’t hear or smell—thank goodness—but I definitely felt the massive vibration.

I hadn’t even finished my second drink.” –Anastasia, 27, Brooklyn “On my first-ever Tinder date, the man’s photos didn’t really give an idea of what he looked like and when he showed up, he was very funny and nice, but I knew I was never going to be attracted to him.

He spent all night chain-smoking, getting me very drunk, and then lunged in for a kiss before hopping on a bus home.He was a high school music teacher and I’d had painted him in my mind as an altruistic man of musical theory.I showed up and found myself face-to-face with a version of the man who was ten years older and twenty pounds heavier than his pictures.He was the quiet, brooding, artistic type back then, and I was hoping he still was.When we first met up, everything seemed fine—he was outfitted as a hipster and even had a good job.The next weekend, he sent me a load of drunk texts asking why I didn’t like him and why I led him on.

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