Date Number 3: Mr. Haven’t we met before?

I’m behind on my posts for dating (you can read about my 48 first date challenge, here). I have 3 (including this one) in a back log to write. To be honest I was having a hard time coming up with at title for this one. I hate to be mean, unless it is a truly awful date, but everything I was coming up with wasn’t something I was comfortable committing to. But alas, the title finally came to me.

I met Mr. Haven’t we met before, on Tinder. We had a couple of mutual friend in common, according to the app. But I rarely pay attention to that, because there are times the app is on the fritz and indicates I have mutual friends with someone, and we have zero. We were chatting for a couple of days before he asked if we had met before. Apparently sometime during college we crossed paths, but I could not place him or remember it at all. I felt bad that he remembered me but I couldn’t for the life of me remember him. It was a little awkward.

We ended up talking for a couple of weeks before actually meeting up. We matched about a week before I left for Costa Rica and went out after I got back. We went to dinner for our date. I am really skeptical of doing dinner on the first date. I usually just do drinks. Dinner can be a big commitment, especially if it doesn’t go well. You never know how someone is in real life. Drinks can be quick, if need be. If everything is going well, it could be a longer date with several drinks. We went for Sushi, which was great for me. I’m still gun shy of telling people (dates) that I don’t eat meat (land animals) after that one guy said he couldn’t date a vegetarian after three dates. If someone asks me, I’m not going to lie about it. But I don’t usually volunteer the information right out the gate.

He was a nice guy, but he was really quite at dinner. It was like pulling teeth to have a conversation. It wasn’t the most awkward date I’ve been on, but there wasn’t really anything there. To be honest his job kinda bothered me. I hate to judge someone by the work that they do, but it’s a common conversation topic: “What do you do for a living?” He worked at a company that raised chickens for some kind of testing. I really tried not to think about it too much, but I couldn’t even ask questions to seem interested in his work. He would send me pictures of baby chicks all the time. It kinda broke my heart to know that they were going to be used for some sort of testing or something. We talked for a couple of days after the date, but the conversation started to turn weird. I didn’t know how to respond, so I just didn’t. I ghosted him. I’m not proud of it. I hate when people ghost me, but I’m not perfect and I just couldn’t figure out how to tell him I wasn’t interested.

If you’re looking for the posts for dates one and two, you can find them here, and here.

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