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As a something extrovert who was dead-set on finding a relationship, I dated like it was my full-time job for a while. Over dates later, here are the most noteworthy men I encountered:.

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He had arrived before me and already ordered his coffee. Seems odd, oh well. I waved and gave him an awkward hug. Hmm, beige trench coat and fedora and running shoes, interesting outfit choice. We got to chatting and bonded over our shared background in bioengineering. Eventually, after a lull in conversation, I mentioned that I lived a nice minute walk away and had walked to our date.

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How far is that? You walked 9 miles to get here? What time did you leave??

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I was speechless. I was standing in front of the hummus deliberating between Eggplant and Tomato Basil when he walked up to me. Are you from Austin then?

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We got to chatting and he told me he had moved here from Austin to start a company. A dating app. Was he a software engineer?

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I asked. No, he was the CEO. We exchanged s.

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It was nice to meet someone in person for once, and in Trader Joes no less. Talk about a dream meet-cute story. We got to texting and he quickly asked me to hang out. He wanted to cook for me, he said. I already had dinner plans that night but he asked me to come over afterwards.

Um, come over after dinner on a Wednesday? For a first date? That should have been a red flag right there, but I was curious so I let it go. We made plans for brunch that weekend, but he again wanted to cook for me so he invited me over for eggs and waffles. Again, should have been a red flag, but hey, it would make a good story right?

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A few minutes later, while sitting on his bed, he dove into a story about his gay roommate having a three-some, and then in the same breath grabbed me and started violently making out with me. Uhh, not the most normal sequence of events on a first date, but did have some chemistry, so…sure.

He continued this behavior throughout the rest of the date, showing excessive amounts of PDA as we walked to a park to hang out. At this point I realized I had to slowly back away. I was specifically on the lookout for an emotionally intelligent tall brunette at the time, so I was pleased when he walked into the bar and looked even cuter in person. Our first date consisted of flirting and only half paying attention during bingo. We talked about what made dates fun and both agreed we were having a great time.

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Our subsequent second date riding scooters to an overlook was magical. We kissed on the hillside and bonded over our love of Manchego cheese. He played me guitar and it was endearing and romantic. Somewhere on the fourth or fifth date was when things went downhill. We met at the park for a picnic and he was wearing very wide-leg bellbottoms and a sparkly jean vest.

I tried to look past it but felt my lady-parts clamming up immediately. Once we set up our hammock, he got to chatting with a guy sitting near us who was also wearing bellbottoms. My date agreed vehemently.

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And that was that. He burned hot and bright. We met at one of those wine bars with a trendy two word name containing food and some sort of wood. Something like that. Anyway, our chemistry was immediate and palpable.

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Our knees were already touching 15 minutes into the date. He ordered me another glass of Pinot Noir as soon as I finished mine and told me that he grew up with sisters, so he really understood women. He was leaving for Bali on Monday, 3 days from now, he told me. He slipped that yellow flag in a few hours into our date and I let it roll right off me. Girls he had great chemistry with and kissed on first dates.

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We had a second date the very next day. He asked me to stay over, which caught me a little off guard. He left for Bali 2 days later. I never heard from him again. It was Saturday and he suggested we get ice cream for our first date. We sat in an urban park and chatted while licking our scoops.

He had moved from Italy a couple of years ago to pursue a marketing career in San Francisco. He showed affection in a very non-American way, complimenting me early on in the date.

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His accent was thick enough that I had a bit of trouble understanding him. I was into it.

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The fog of SF summer snuck up on us, so we decided to duck into a nearby lounge for a glass of wine. It was pm so the bar was very empty, and had that too-well-lit feel that bars have prior to nightfall. We sat in the back and sipped on our wine. A few minutes into our conversation he turns to me and gushes that wow I am very beautiful and I have great shoulders. I was caught off guard. Most guys in SF were not this forward, especially after only a half glass of wine. Before I could process the compliment, he was already leaning in to kiss me.

Next thing I knew, I was making out with a guy in broad daylight, in a bar, on a first date.

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It was a little much, but I went with it. Mostly for the story. We talked on the phone for a couple hours before our first date. It was a refreshing change of pace to talk to a man who seemed emotionally in-tune. He painted a portrait of me before we met.

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Maybe a little strange in retrospect, but he was so different that I was intrigued. He brought me a Gerber Daisy, my favorite flower, to our first date at a museum. It was a sweet gesture. Then he wanted to hold my hand immediately.

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