Given how long it took to arrange just one date, I figured the next one might be a while away. However, all of a sudden things took a turn for the better and I had 3 dates in two weeks.
1. Rob: an accountant, good fun, no major chemistry but had such a good night I would definitely have met him again. Except he didn't contact me .... and deleted his profile two days later. Ah well.
2. Cyril: worked in IT. Looked like someone who worked in IT. Talked like someone who worked in IT. By unspoken agreement we decided not to take it any further.
3. So third time lucky? Eoghan was a Management Consultant, my age, pretty articulate and funny (on email). In real life he was really boring and talked about the cost of things THE WHOLE NIGHT. If he uttered the words "you wouldn't catch me there - do you know what they charge for a pint?" once he must have uttered it 60 times. I wouldn't have minded if he was genuinely broke or a student but he implied several times taht he was earning a fortune. It's the only time I've ever felt like doing a legger halfway through a date...
Three frogs closer to a price? Hopefully.
Three frogs closer to a price? Hopefully.
