Tonight, we went out to dinner.
It was bad.
This was a bad freaking date.
The positives: the food was good. The dessert was transcendent.
The bads: the conversation was terrible.
Another positive: I looked great. I did a slight adjustment to my makeup and it really worked.
And that’s about it.
He’s a really sweet guy. He’s smart and well-read. He’s well employed. Um. He’s in great shape — has a runner’s body, as he is a runner.
So, we’re done.