CBD Update 1
My first text came at 11:01 this morning saying that they ‘*may* have a date for me with Zachary Sun between 7 & 10 pm. Immensely curious, I promptly logged in and confirmed the date. When asked what my choice of neighborhood was, I selected Hell’s Kitchen (natch) and proceeded to pick out a few bars I was either familiar with, or truly enjoyed before. I got another confirmation text saying that he’d like to make some changes, so he suggested fancy bars in Union Square and the Flatiron.
Well… this is what I know of him from the website. His name is Zachary. He’s 26. (Dating someone my age… what a novel idea.) He’s Jewish, and from the South. (I’m a sucker for southern boys.) He’s either a lawyer or a law student. Well, I figure if he’s a lawyer, I’m going to let him pick the fancy bar, because I’m also going to let him pick up the tab, me being piss poor and all.
Here’s the thing that makes this Sad.Sigh worthy; (although this entire process has been semi-awesome?) in the original text message it says, ‘… date with Zachary Sun btw 7 & 10 pm’. I thought the dude’s name was Zachary Sun, and my initial reaction was, ‘Fuck! Not another Asian!’
Just goes to show how open minded I am, hate criming before I’ve met.
More to come.
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