Dating Diaries: Mr. Fragile Man
And so I recently went with a man (twice), that I’ll call Tom that I met down Tinder.
Tom + we met at Trophy Tap + Table in Downtown Raleigh. Once I arrived he had been currently sitting during the club. To the end of supper he informs me he’s one thing to share with me personally. I’m thinking to myself, “oh great, We can’t wait to see just what confession he’s got in my situation.” He proceeds to share with me personally that he’s not 38 per their information on Tinder, he’s 42. Am I happy he lied about their age? No. we make an effort to clean it off. We then opt to head to Fox Liquor Bar for a glass or two. Then informs me has something different to inform me personally. Bless America! Exactly what else is he planning to confess if you ask me about?!
I am told by him he walks with a limp.
Ummm… okay. I’m thinking to myself, okay no big dating apps that are free deal and don’t be shallow about any of it. I am talking about there is some chemistry here and I also figured I’d provide the man the possibility. Continue reading
