Email? Seriously?

Tales from the life of the Keeper of the Blog

One day, a boy asked me out via email.

He had my phone number--I had given it to him for non-dating, social purposes. And we saw each other every week at institute--except he didn't show up the week he asked me out.

We were both in our early/mid twenties, not new to the dating scene.

So I gasped in shock--and I mean a gasped audibly and sort jumped away from my desk--when I opened up my email at work on a Friday morning and found an invitation from this boy to go to a thing on the following Saturday (like 8 days later). It took me until Tuesday to recover enough to respond.

Do I even need to tell you that the date did not go very well?