It’s Friday night, and you’re looking for a date.
You drive 30 minutes to a bar, pay $20 for parking, $12 for a drink, and then things get worse.
Before you can take that first sip of your Appletini, a stranger moves in. Awkwardly close now, the stranger starts to shout:
“HI, I’M KEVIN, I DRIVE A DODGE STRATUS, I BENCH 300 LBS, AND ONE TIME I HUNG OUT WITH DRAKE AT A PARTY. I CAN MAKE ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE. HERE’S A VIDEO OF ME EATING THE WORLD’S LARGEST BURGER IN 60 SECONDS. WILL YOU MARRY ME?”
You’re not interested in any of those things - Kevin is not a good match. You awkwardly panic moonwalk out of the “conversation” with Kevin...Read More