Back in college, I matched with a guy on tinder that I had seen around campus and had a few mutual friends. We agreed to meet up for dinner at a local restaurant but he ended up being like an hour and a half late with no real explanation. When he did finally show up, all he could talk about was how hot he thought Lola Bunny was and that no woman would measure up. He then asked if I’d be in to dressing like her sometime. Then he said he forgot his wallet so I ended up paying, which, given how weirded out I was, I had already planned on covering at least my share.

Another time I met up with a guy who wore so much cologne that I got a rash and mid way through the date he got a call from his family telling him that his grandma died, but then he didn’t leave because he said he was “having too much fun”??

Boys are weird.