Tick, Tock, My Date's a Clock

Story Sent in by Henrietta:

Kevin seemed nice and normal online. When we met in person, I discovered that he didn't bend his knees when he walked, so it was like walking with an awkward dude on stilts who jolted from side to side.

At first I thought that it was due to a medical condition. I even asked him, "Are your legs okay?"

He said, "They're fine. This is just how I walk."

The look I gave him must not have been satisfactory, because he gave me a big sigh and said, "Everyone makes such a big deal out of this. It's how I choose to walk. Will it be a problem?"


And thus he hobbled around with me all night long. I guess he was otherwise okay, but not exciting enough for me to really consider going out with again.

When he called me up to ask me out a second time, I told him I didn't really feel a connection. He said, "Was it my walking? Tell me honestly."

"Not at all," I said, "I just didn't feel a connection–"

"Because of how I walked. Got it. Like I'd want to go out again with someone as superficial as you, anyway." He hung up.

I still consider myself the winner on this.

1 comment:

  1. Awe, OP, you made him sad! I think you might have let this one go too early. What if he had a cushy government job?


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