Originally Posted by
Newbie_Sydney
Okay. Here's the bad part of Tinder dating. We matched. We chatted, and we were meant to have plans two weeks ago. Qantas flight attendant. Her schedule is here / there, and we didn't meet.
She said hello again today, and she was quite keen to catch up tonight or tomorrow. I sent my address (surprisingly she was happy to buzz up) and she said her g/f would drop her off at 7pm. It's now 9pm. She arrived at 745pm, and my energy wasn't there really (probably due to the last two nights of shagging). She walked in, and again - energy not there. Hug, cheek kiss, and I smelled cigarette smoke in the hair. Fake hair extensions. Fake tits. Oh man. Just not my thing.
We opened wine, sat on my couch. And I'm no sommelier, so I asked "Is the Shiraz okay?" She replied, "Shit yeaaaaah."
It was a "no" in my mind.
One glass, and you have to politely say "I'm sorry, but...."
And, she left.
I'd rather be rejected than give the rejection.
So, now I'm looking on Netflix for something new. Fahhhhhhhhhk. That's Tinder.