So I should have saw this one coming but the blind date was awful. I only have myself to blame. The fact I put trust into this matchmaker was the biggest mistake. It would be unfair to blame the girl in this blind date scenario. She was a nice enough girl, cute, looked real put together, about three inches taller than me, and 28 to my 24 tender years. Poor girl was expecting Richard Geere. Did I mention the blind date was on a Valentine's Day pub crawl in Faneuil Hall? Super intimate! Which brings me to the matchmaker with the bunk credentials. How did you not see this coming? It's Bush League, I tell ya. If you claim to be a matchmaker be a great goddamn match maker. I need a service that will deliver. So next time I agree to a blind date I need at least 4 written testimonials proving a matchmakers success rate. The loudest one in the room is often the weakest and that holds true for mark ass matchmakers. Write that down.
ps. Don't go thinking I'm soft. I got a handy in the bathroom of Hong Kong's form a NEU girl.
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