Have you ever been on a date with a gay man who doesn't realize he's gay? That's Ricky. Now, if I had spent less time emailing Ricky and more time on the phone with him, I would have at least had a better indication that he was looking for a nonsexual, BFF, shopping partner relationship. I couldn't get a word into the conversation, he didn't ask me any questions about myself (always a red flag), and then described in detail every single jacket he owns. He loves to shop at Holt Renfrew. *I* don't even shop at Holt Renfrew.
At the end of the date, he tried to kiss me. WTF? It's funny how two people can have a completely different perspective of how a date went.
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