had a date say 3 years back. my last date, in fact.
I wasn’t really feeling it from the get-go. was massively hungover and was half seeing someone else. I went out of courtesy really.
I got there early and I saw her come into the pub. I couldn’t be assed at all, so I let her walk around the bar for 5 minutes or so, before acknowledging her. what a cunt…agreed!
she started telling me about all the things she didn’t like about guys - bad teeth, cheap shoes and such like. I was not feeling it at all, I could barely muster a word. I did notice her teeth weren’t all that, but let that one slide.
we ended up having a heated chat about some sort of magical TV box she claimed her dad had. I was having none of it, and kept saying ‘nah, I don’t think that is actually possible’ like an absolute turkey
we had 3 drinks - I bought them all, like a fucking mug.
we left together and she said something like ‘you’re a cool guy and funny, but you’re just too like my brother and dating a guy who is just like my brother would be wrong’
I agreed and walked home