Dating Tips

By Murphy’s Law, toast always falls buttered-side down, and his phone lived screen-first. The counter, the nightstand, the armrest. Always face down. I noticed, and then I spent weeks pretending I hadn’t. I started cataloguing his tics like a forensic scientist.…

It dies the second they say “So, what do you do?”The moment you hit that question, the clock starts ticking. It’s not the question itself. Could be “How was your day?” Could be “What do you do for fun?” Could be…

It was a Tuesday night, 9:47 p.m., and I was already two bites into a grocery store rotisserie chicken, straight from the container, no plate. I sent him “How was your day?” because I thought I was being polite. I liked…

The lighting was blue-gray and mean, the way it gets when your phone screen is the only light in the room. I hadn’t even taken my bra off yet. Just home, just tired, just checking the app like it was a…

Does this sound familiar? You’re on Tinder, match with someone who seems genuinely interesting, exchange a few messages that actually go somewhere, and then you go for it, you ask for her number. Instead, she sends you her Instagram handle. Not…