It had been three months since we started dating, and I knew nothing about him. His truck and first name, maybe, or at least that’s what I thought.
You hear many things about online dating. Reasons to keep away, but enough to draw you in. When I quit a commission-only job that took twelve, sometimes more hours of my days, six days a week, I felt like time had cheated me. I was so bent on catching up on life, the things I potentially missed, that I decided to try some new things. One of those things was downloading a dating app.
I downloaded the app, OK Cupid, while I was on a trip to Surrey, BC, with one of my best friends. I was having such a good time with my friend that I forgot about the app for a while until I brought it up and let my friend’s roommate help me text a few people on it.
It’s difficult to remember exactly how long it took me to get back on the app after I got back to Edmonton, but I remember it was close to the end of the year, likely the end of November. He was not the cutest or sexiest boy I talked to on the app, but he had his way with words. We chatted a lot and eventually started talking on the phone. He asked to take me on a date, and after convincing myself to stop being paranoid, I agreed.
