I Want a Dating Refund From Match.com
“I haven’t met too many women who I want to see again. But you…” he wiggled his stubby little forefinger across the white cafe table..”you are special.” It could have been a Crossing Delancey moment, except he was not the dashing Pickle Man and I was no Amy Irving. While I do dream about her curls and that cowboy hat, he was my exceedingly schleppy Match.com date and I was me.
“You are a nice guy but I’m not sure there is a fit here for us.“ I said with unusual bravado. I was really trying to save time....