The jury is still out on the whole believe her/don’t thing with my failed date from last night – with equal votes for both camps. My instincts say “don’t believe her” – I mean, how hard can it be to find a phone at a corporate event? But on the other hand, I am the world’s biggest softy and if she tried to arrange another date, I’d probably fall for it. gah.
separating the wanted from the unwanted