Imagine if we had a romantic connection! We can tell our friends, “Funny story. We knew each other in high school, but then we both moved away for college, and one day, I found him on a dating app—and here we are!”
The idea makes me smile.
I toss my vibrator on the bed, climb in with my phone, and tap open the app. First, I check to see which men have swiped on me, aware that I only have a few short days before the free trial period is over, and I have to pay.
Fine.
I can get a date in a few short days!
I am woman, hear me roar!
Me:How’s it going tonight?
Brian:Hey there
No punctuation, and he certainly didn’t give me an answer.
Me:Did you have a good day?
Brian:It was all right—you?
Me:It was a day, that’s for sure LOL. I have a guy doing repairs on my deck, and the old lady next door threatened to call the cops on him.
Brian:Ha, is he a good-looking dude?
Um.
That’s a weird thing to ask.
Me:I hadn’t noticed. But anyway—it has to get done, so I’m glad he’s here doing it.
Me:What’d you actually do today?
Brian:Eh, the same old shit, right?
No. I have no idea what the same old shit is, and I’m annoyed I have to keep asking. Was Brian always like this? A bit removed?
I inhale, bracing myself to take charge.
Me:So I was wondering if you’re free tomorrow night? My calendar opened up, and we could get that quick drink?
Brian:Sure, that works.
Okay…
Me:Great. How about 7 at Blue Door?
Brian:Cool, that’s a block from my apartment.
Oh awesome. I just made it that much easier for him to get there. He won’t be able to say traffic made him late—ha!
Me:Great. I’m excited!
Brian:Me too.
But.
That’s all he says.