Welcome back to the Chronicles, where we turn our romantic tragedies into tonight’s entertainment. If you’ve ever wanted to fake a family emergency just to escape a conversation about a stranger's urologist appointment, this post is for you.
When the tab finally came, the "crypto-millionaire" suddenly had a crisis. He patted his pockets, looked genuinely distressed, and claimed he’d left his wallet in his other khakis. Bad Date Chronicles
As I reached for my bag, he asked if I had any job referrals at my company because he was currently "between opportunities". The Grand Finale Welcome back to the Chronicles, where we turn
I paid. As we walked to our cars, he told me he felt a "spiritual connection" and asked if I wanted to come meet his dog... at his parents' house... where he was currently staying. He patted his pockets, looked genuinely distressed, and