You know when you have a hot date with a new guy and inside you're like:
Then Friday night rolls around and you're all:
So you're looking good, ready to go, and he's like 15 minutes late:
Then he finally shows up, has no excuse and doesn't apologize:
But you decide to roll with it, get to the restaurant and he asks what you'd like:
He tells you alllll about his boring work:
And doesn't ask you anything about yourself:
At this point, it's pretty clear there's no connection. And you're only on salads.
And you're stuck for at least an hour:
But then he says something dismissive and vaguely rude:
And make an excuse to cut the night short, because:
So he drives you home and asks if you had a nice time and you're all:
But when your friends ask you how it went: