[CJ] Thirsty Thursdays! Tell us about your recent or upcoming dates.

I went on a date with a woman who looked great on paper: aspiring biologist, feminist, vegetarian (basically spelling out an interested and interesting person), but she was shallow and superficial as fuck. She actually said women's studies was her minor, and she gave me the laziest version of Cliff's Notes for anything I asked about, and not just the "I assume you're a pleb so I'm not going to waste my time" Cliff's Notes, but "honestly, I didn't do the reading" Cliff's Notes...even though she still affected the air of woman-splaining to me. And keep in mind, I'm no red-piller -- I'm a devout, if informally educated, intersectional feminist, so preaching to the choir should have been pretty fucking easy. Her interest in biology sounded like a throwaway "I don't know what I'm doing with my life, but I guess I like animals" effort. She complained that algebra was too hard, and she appears to have no idea that the masters she says she's going to get won't be competitive enough for the job she says she wants, so good fucking luck.

Beyond all this, she was carefully (superficially) PC in all her answers save one: she said she absolutely despises trench coats. She says that everyone always cultivates their looks (I asked if it couldn't be that some people just sort of half-ass or fail to actively cultivate their fashion, asking if she really had no old photos she would look back on and say "what was I thinking?"), and insists that she always was put together -- even though every time she described her early attempts, she seems oblivious as to how awful they were.

Personally, every old photo I have is one of "what was I thinking!?" So having decided she was exceptionally shallow, and surprisingly interested in who we were during high school (despite being in/approaching our 30s) I delighted in telling her I wore a trench coat back in the day. Her look of horror and revulsion was the only entertaining thing about our coffee date.

Shortly after that, she made an excuse about needing to pick up something or other. I was so glad she said it, because I'm terrible with escape excuses, and had been trying to figure out my exit strategy for a half hour by that point. She seemed slightly surprised how willing I was to cut the date there, but I don't think I was ever less impressed to meet someone.

Incidentally, but not the focus of my disappointment: her photos hid at least 30 lbs plus plaque psoriasis.

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