This post is about meeting a first date in a book store.
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This happened to me a few years ago. A book store seemed like a good place because if my date happened to be late (traffic, finding parking or whatever) I could browse around and I wouldn’t look conspicuous just waiting on some street corner like a hooker or in some cafe sipping a cup of coffee hoping that I won’t be stood up.
I had suggested meeting by the travel section on the second floor of a bookstore that was mid-way between where he lived and I did.
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I didn’t see him when I got there and so I took out a book on Nepal and looked at the pictures. Ten minutes, then fifteen minutes passed. Twenty minutes is usually my maximum before I leave. Then, I spotted him at the pen section. Continue reading