After the standard first-date pleasantries (Where do you work? What are your views on climate change?) he dropped a bombshell: he’s a hoarder. Then another: He doesn’t cook. What do you do about meals? I asked. Take leftovers from meetings, and sometimes neighbours drop things off for me, he responded.
These weren’t merely bombshells, they were H-bombs.
OMG . . . where do you go from there? Was this dinner? I hope it was just a drink. A stiff one.
ReplyDeleteFirst date, only date, I assume.
ReplyDeleteYour assumption is correct.
DeleteI'm sure a second date would have revealed he's also a chainsaw killer.
ReplyDelete(Grin) Another reason to avoid second dates.
DeleteRun! (And kudos for getting a chainsaw reference in a comment! I miss the chainsaws.)
ReplyDeleteWow.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great last line.
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