It absolutely was the essential difference between placing a bra on and remaining in, peeps.
Danny* and I also had plans for night at 8 p.m. Well, at least I thought we did friday. Him around 5 p.m. suggesting we hit up an old Western mixology saloon conveniently close to my apartment and where I just so happened to leave my phone charger the night before, he never responded when I texted.
We waited a hours that are few still, no reaction. Ended up being it a red flag that we destroyed my phone charger? Did he hate saloons? Ended up being I too pushy because of the location recommendation? I’ll never know because even if I woke up the morning that is next anticipating an apology text, the sole message I experienced had been from my mom.
We vented to my buddy and dating advisor Anthony Recenello about vanishing Danny. Continue reading “Calling My Dating App Matches for the “Chemistry Check” Saved Me time that is*So* much”