I wrestled with writing this post and whether to even post it. It took a few drafts and edits. In the nearly 10 years of writing this blog (award nominated I’ll have you know), I never thought I’d be writing a post about my embarrassing and completely unhinged behaviour. But here we are. So strap in. ...
Sadly, another Hinge date. This post will probably be fairly short. It seems to be the way that most guys when you start chatting will want to meet for a drink quite quickly. They like to gauge if they’re interested or not sooner rather than later. I agree! But sometimes with my job (and two...
I hate Hinge. Even without the ridiculous profiles, the stupid comments and the repetitiveness, it’s just soul destroying. I have, in my mid 30s only just found out that apparently ALL heterosexual men on Hinge like dog walks and a roast on a Sunday. They ALL want to find a relationship that has the ‘perfect...
So, I went on a date. First date. I went on a first date with somebody I’d never met before. We had been texting for a month or so. After Will* ended things with me and tore my World apart from the inside. Something I never saw coming. An inside job that completely floored me;...
Yes, the job title of this guy sounds intriguing. It’s not exciting, I just don’t know what his actual job is so this will do. You’ll understand why as the story unfolds. As your detective skills have already determined from reading my previous posts, it’s clear that I work as cabin crew. On this particular...
