He picked a place to meet and said I'd like it. He had never met me. I was stuck in traffic for over an hour. I hate that shit. Then I get there and it is SO LOUD. It's a restaurant with a tv at each table. WTH? Music, tv, people talking and my head throbbing from traffic. A.D.D. hell. He had summer teeth...some were here, some were there...his mouth was a hot mess and I could smell his rank breath across the table.
There's more, but that's already too much. He's graciously deleted himself from my friends list. Probably after I used the words ""incessant and relentless"" to describe what he did wrong. Hey...he asked.
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