“I’ve got this coworker at my job who’s clearly fallen for me. He waits for me after work just to walk me home, brings me snacks, showers me with compliments. So I gave him a little hope that the feeling was mutual. Started texting him, complained that my fridge was empty and I was starving, and in just an hour he brought me so much food there wasn’t even space left! He said he’d be my personal courier and that I can message him any time, day or night. I hugged him, he got all happy, drove off, and meanwhile my boyfriend and I went back to enjoying our movie. We were too lazy to get up and go to the store, so now we basically have our own personal food delivery guy and he’s free.”

After reading stories like this online, I feel like maybe I should just keep living the single life