I was really, really excited about this date.
I was thrilled to finally get asked on a date. We agree to meet at the Bulldog Bar for a drink. I text my date when I park, and he tells me that he got a table outside.
My date is sitting by himself when I get to the side of restaurant. I say hi and sit down. He lights a cigar.
It’s intimidating because my date is a former New York investment banker and a bit intense. The conversation was alright, but after about 45 minutes my date tells me that he has movie tickets and has to run.
I say goodbye, go home, and walk my dogs.