I’ve made so many bad decisions in the last 48 hours.
The second was telling him not to get an Uber.
The third was swiping right on my one good job contact.
‘Anna, this is the third time you’ve mentioned it,’ Beatrice sends back. ‘We have agreed twice that it would be a mistake…’
Chris and I match and, a couple of days later, I meet a girlfriend for lunch. His name comes up in conversation.
‘I love Chris,’ she says. ‘He’s such a sweet guy.’
‘Yeah,’ I say, smiling. ‘I really liked him.’