I had a date today. It was ... →[More:]... the date from HELL!!!
1. He was much older than his picture, and he has really, really bad dentures.
2. He has an incredibly boring job doing something with electrical installations in office buildings. He talked a LOT about this.
3. His other main topic of conversation was his ex-wife and his divorce, including references to her having to live in a Women's Refuge, and him being arrested by the police, but this was nothing to do with domestic violence, oh no, it was because she was a spiteful bitch. The level of hatred and vitriol shocked me. I didn't mention I used to be a family lawyer.
4. He was ignorant beyond belief. Examples:
- "Kindle? Wassat then?"
- "I'm not a racist, but ..."
- "Don't get me wrong, I've got nothing against poufs but ..."
- "I thought eHarmony was just for English people."
5. He thinks Phantom of the Opera is the greatest musical ever written. Deal breaker right there, even without any of the above.
6. He didn't ask me a single thing about myself. It was just this non-stop monologue/diatribe.
After I finished my coffee I cut the date short and ran.
I give up. I absolutely fucking well give up. Tomorrow I'm going to the RSPCA to adopt the 62 cats I'll end up with when I'm 75, to save time and reach my destiny quicker.