And as far a dates go, it was pretty awesome.
He was handsome, well-dressed, and he even SMELLED NICE – which is a big plus in my book.
He was wearing a classic, straw fedora, which made him look so charming and lent a retro 50’s vibe to his style.
I was smitten from the get go.
But, of course, caution took hold of me and I sipped on beer instead of having my usual gin and tonic, in order to keep my wits about me.
Conversation flowed freely and we had the MOST STIMULATING CONVERSATIONS about topics like acting, swinging, pornography, relationships, and more.
Fast forward to the end of the night – a mere 10:30 pm and my date walked me to my car. . .
. . . and left me standing there without so much as a good night peck.
Yes folks, I managed to go on a great date and got shafted in the end.
No kiss for me!
It just goes to show that two people can experience the same thing and have two ENTIRELY DIFFERENT reactions to it.
I wanted a kiss. He wanted to go home.
I’m just going to file this under WTF?!?!