In my haste to recover from my recent ghosting by the new guy, I met a Federal Agent.
On Tinder, no less.
He was tall, handsome, with a BIG chest, a thick beard and a completely bald head – just the way I like.
He was also in town investigating the Garlic Festival shooting.
What are the chances?
I can’t seem to escape from my connection to the shooting, FYI.
Fortunately, we discussed other topics.
Like how much we like our jobs, what hobbies we have, and our families.
We also flirted.
That’s what happens when you’re really attracted to someone (who sadly turned out to represent all my issues).
I sent titillating photos (nothing nude though because he’s a federal agent and I’m sure it’s illegal to send nudes to a Federal Agent).
He may have reciprocated.
Given my love of sexting, we MAY have had a phone call to talk dirty to one another.
It ended well.
The next day we were chatting when I realize I forgot to ask if he’s married.
Hint: He is.
The very DEFINITION of unavailable.
Also, the definition of a waste of my time.
He asked if I still liked him.
I’m not here to judge but I don’t believe in getting to know someone romantically who is already attached.
It never ends well.