Single in the City are the dating stories of your neighbors and friends. Names have been changed and all are anonymous, but we can't wait to commiserate on the ridiculousness of dating.
I went on a date with someone I met on OK Cupid. He was a little older, had an apartment in Hoboken, and seemed fine. I don't actually remember messaging him before we went on the date, but the date definitely stands up on its own.
I drove from work to Hoboken and parked near his house on 4th and Monroe. This was back in the day when this was really far away from everything. So I picked him up and we walked all the way to Sushi Lounge, which is a mile. Lesson learned - always meet them at the restaurant.
Towards the end of dinner, he went to the bathroom and was gone for about 10 minutes. When he got back, he was a different person - eyes wide, erratic energy through the roof, nostrils flared. Cocaine had been done 100%.
We walk back to his apartment because that is where my car is parked and I had asked him before we went to dinner if I could print directions/look it up online when we were finished eating. Of course he said sure. But of course, he didn't have a printer, NOR a computer. It was just a ploy to get me to come back with him. We did have a mini-make out session and coke intake confirmed (it has a very distinct taste).
After I left, I had to wind through the "back roads" of Hoboken, now they are fully paved, but they used to be cobble stone. Needless to say a 2nd date never happened.