If you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m a strong supporter of online dating.
But sometimes it does scare the bejesus out of me.
Case in point: I was chatting to a guy on Tinder who was age appropriate and cute and seemed lovely if his texts were anything to go by. Lovely, I tell you.
We arranged to go out on a date. A few days before, I realised we had a mutual friend. So I texted the wife of said mutual friend just to check in.
It turns out he is a racist.
And a gambling addict.
And has spent time in prison.
And has been trying to teach his son how to backhand a woman.
I. Am. Not. Joking.
I am forever in debt to my dear friend for giving me the low down on this low life.
It is frightening how little you can know about a person before you go on a date with them.
And it’s even more terrifying when you come across someone who seems really, really normal in your pre-date communications but turns out to really, really not normal.
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