In honor of the upcoming spookiness, I thought it timely to share with you a conversation I had with the rugged and wonderful Mr. PanamaJack last Sunday about how his dating life was going, and he told me this harrowing tale. Enjoy this Halloween Treat from the Vault of Dating Horrors! -Captain Cadmium
PanamaJack: While texting with the woman from Tinder [who PanamaJack was supposed to go on a first date with this weekend], she asked me what type of attorney I am. She was having issues with her ex…there was additional drama with that. She texted me the next day, apologizing. This was Saturday, the day of our proposed first date. That day she asked me to push the time back a few hours. I showed up a couple of minutes early to the cafe where we’d planned to meet. Sent her a text 10 minutes after she was late to let her know what table I was at. She texted me 20 minutes late saying, sorry but she wasn’t going to make it. She was still at the gym, had lost track of time, and was having a bad day. She apologized a few times and said she still wanted to meet up another time.
Cap’n Cad: This is sooooo awful. In the words of Dan Savage, DTMFA. Not that you needed me to tell you that. This is appalling. APPALLING! [Little did I know just how bad it would get.]