Ever feel like you missed a class on how to have a romantic relationship? Do you feel like you will never be allowed into the prestigious club known as plus one? Have you felt that going on a normal date seems to be a long shot? If so then you will love this blog. Hi I'm Dave and I am a survivor of the New York dating scene. This is the story of a socially inept geeky sweet guy on a quest to find love and a decent set of glasses...whatever comes first.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Chicken Fingers A.K.A I Do Not Speak Girl

 

“You’re a complete asshole!” Janice yelled at me over the phone.  By her tone, I could picture her veins popping out of her neck and her eyes bulging out of her skull.

“What did I do?” I stammered back completely oblivious.

“Seriously? Did you not go on the same date I went on?” Janice said. I could hear her biting her nails and could feel the heat of her anger over the phone.

“Think David!” she screamed.