#30 One Word, Run
I work at a brewery/bar. One night a young woman comes in for a first meeting Tinder match. She orders her beer and chats with me a bit. Eventually, home slice strolls in, he strikes me as a bit of a meathead, but you see lots of people, I try not to judge.
They say hello, officially “meet” each other and I ask if I can get him a brew. He orders one, and somehow in the time it takes me to turn around, fill a pint, and set it in front of him, he’s already saying,
“…So don’t ever believe domestic abuse charges! My last. Three. Exes. Have all called the police on me.”
Most people put their best foot forward on a first date. I can only imagine how charming this guy is once you get to know him. —Laser_Dogg