This story is the definition of why meeting guys at bars is awful. Basically, drunk boys are the absolute worst. The other night, I was out at a friend’s birthday party at 3 Sheets Saloon in the West Village. A guy approached. I couldn’t tell if he was with the party or a random bystander. […]
August 29, 2012
This story is from Lilian, a 24-year-old legal assistant from Boston, as told to Raz: I met Ted for our date at a coffee bar. The conversation started out fine (just the basic get-to-know-you questions) until we came to the topic of his college experience—and his college girlfriend. As soon as he mentioned her, I […]
April 28, 2012
This story is from Jen, a 24-year-old journalist living in NYC, as told to Raz: I was reviewing a show for work and had an extra press ticket, so I invited Bill, a professional poker player (so badass!) who I’d been out with the week before. Apparently, Bill is not a huge fan of modern […]
Real dates, real men, real disasters
January 23, 2013
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