I don’t know if this counts, but when I was in grad school I had a Tinder date set up at a local pub. I got food poisoning the night before. The “fireworks” ended around 1-2 am and I felt confident enough to go to sleep a couple hours later.
By the time I woke up the next morning, I felt that I could at least meet up for a couple of beers and chat. Plus, I figured telling her I got food poisoning would sound like an excuse to weasel out of the date.
I ended up sitting outside the pub to meet up for a half hour. She never showed up, and I finally gave up asking if she’d show up a couple of times.
I don’t know if this counts, but when I was in grad school I had a Tinder date set up at a local pub. I got food poisoning the night before. The “fireworks” ended around 1-2 am and I felt confident enough to go to sleep a couple hours later.
By the time I woke up the next morning, I felt that I could at least meet up for a couple of beers and chat. Plus, I figured telling her I got food poisoning would sound like an excuse to weasel out of the date.
I ended up sitting outside the pub to meet up for a half hour. She never showed up, and I finally gave up asking if she’d show up a couple of times.