Date Location: Margarita’s – Waltham, MA
Location Review: 3.0 stars – Standard issue Mexican fare
Date Duration: 3 hours
Joe and I talked for fucking ever on the app. Between traveling, work stuff, and the fact that this fucker didn’t ask me out until a few weeks in, it just took forever.
Truly, the only thing Joe and I had in common was work. We both worked in the same niche field and it was nice being able to talk shop with someone who fully got it. Other than that, not so much.
He loved soccer and would be playing/reffing nearly every night. It didn’t seem like he had many other interests. From the same area as me. Went to college in Mass. Nothing scandalous to report.
We had Facetimed and I felt like I was grilling him so I didn’t expect him to want to actually hang out. Well, he did. Did I want to go? Not really but, I hoped that it would be better in person.
It wasn’t. First off, he looked older irl most likely from not wearing sunscreen during soccer. His hair was starting to thin but he still was trying to pull his hair back into the tiniest, most baby man bun ever seen.
Conversation went exactly as it did over Facetime. Just me carrying the team. When we left we hugged and I expected to not hear from him. Oh no. He liked my energy and wanted to hang again. So had to (politely) shut it down.