Beer pressure

Last night I went on another date.

This meeting was heavily anticipated amongst my girlfriends…they take an active role, which is why I love them. Usually on a Wednesday night, they help vet the inbox…and sometimes they develop crushes and push certain suitors over others. This guy was a crowd favourite. No pressure.

We've been chatting for a little while now and just haven't nailed down a meeting. Finally we settled on this Thursday. Although he had apparently double-booked which threatened the sanctity of our date. No problem, we would meet before his prior engagement.

He never made it to the other thing. I'm that good.

Beer helped on both ends. Him to talk less, and me to talk more. Hard to believe, I know.

Second date material. Yes.
Weekend-worthy. Not yet.