Dating disasters black men
It doesn’t suit everyone I arranged to meet a guy I’d been dating in a restaurant with a dress code: ‘Smart Casual.’ For some reason, he took this a bit to heart, and turned up wearing a pair of holey jeans, trainers and a suit jacket, shirt and tie.To make it even worse, the jacket was way too big for him, with massive shoulder pads that made him look like really weedy and small.
By this point, I just waited until my washer rinse and spin cycles were done so I put the clothes in the dryer on low and decided to go and grab some dinner.
That is, until I saw him waiting by the train station, dressed in full Sherlock Holmes garb. He said he’d done it to impress me, but I was so embarrassed to be seen with him, I ran away after one drink.
My mate says he’s normally quite reserved, so why he thought that was a good idea remains a mystery!
Dating in New York City can kind of suck and I'm starting to give up on the idea of meeting a mysterious stranger when I'm out. Seriously, I just needed to clean my black dress and get some nourishment.
I went into Tokyo Sushi and my favorite little guy was working and he said "Order to go?
" because normally I just pick-up dinner and head home.