Ever gone on a date where you just wanted to run within minutes of meeting someone? I can remember a date where this happened, and I needed to come up with an exit strategy fast.
It started when I got to the place we were meeting, and no one in the coffee shop looked remotely like the picture of the man I’d seen online.
It turns out he was late. When he did show up, this man was at least one hundred pounds heavier than his picture. His pants were falling off and in his hands was a brown bag that he later told me was his heart medicine he’d just bought. This was strike #1 for lying about his weight.
