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730 pm: J texted me to see what I was doing tonight. He was my first OKCupid attempt and I had gone on one date with him that went pretty well.
7:35 pm: “Watching the Rangers game, drinking wine, no pants.” Didn’t want to seem too eager, just being honest. Nailed it.
7:35 pm: “Cool, can I join?”
7:36 pm: “Sure! Come on by.” I gave him my address, double checked that I got it right because my roommate was gone, and I had just moved in like 3 weeks ago. I wasn’t sure if a second date at my place was the correct way to do things but whatever, fuck it.
7:50 pm: Oh, I guess I should put pants on.
8:00 pm: Second glass of wine, no J, no text. Enter cold Chinese food.
8:30 pm: Still no J.
9:00 pm: “hey so i got lost because i went the wrong way out of the subway and my phone died so i’m coming now.”
9:05 pm: “np.”
9:06 pm: Okay, so he got lost and is still coming. The game is almost over. What does he think…ohhhh. Shit. I fucked up. I fucked up. He thinks I’m gonna sleep with him. Great.
9:15 pm: “downstairs” He was at the wrong door. This is just looking better by the minute.
9:30 pm: Sucking face on the couch, the Rangers win. It would be karmic justice if this guy was a good luck charm. He really sucks at kissing.
9:45 pm: “Do you want to go to your room?” “No, this is good out here.” Continues to try and put his hands down my pants. This is not middle school, please stop doing this.
10:00 pm: Yawns repeatedly. I say, “Yeah so I’m really tired, this was fun though. I’ll text you this week.”
10:06 pm: Pants off, on the couch eating cold Chinese food. Why did I do that? Was that a second date? What even happened? Was that a successful OKC date? How do these things work?
11:00 pm: Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives marathon. Oh yeah it’s a Thursday, I have to go to work tomorrow.
2:00 am: Text from J: (winky face emoji)