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Kenny was an energy salesman, and I was about to witness his 30-minute pitch. Maybe burning a hole in this jerk’s polyester pants might make me feel better? Besides, I was beginning to find his absurd shenanigans weirdly entertaining. She just moved to New York from Martinique and had recently gone on a nightmare date with a socially awkward orthopedic surgeon she met on Bumble who used their seven-course tasting-menu dinner as an excuse to practice his broken French.About 10 minutes into his rambling presentation, I plucked up the courage to end the charade. In a city that was swarming with highly seasoned players—wolves in sheep’s clothing who would willingly steal your heart and/or your money—my date was a bumbling amateur hustler who couldn’t charm his way out of a paper bag. Her hilarious story had me in stitches, though I was surprised to find that there was also a slight pang of FOMO in the pit of my stomach, too.It is a job that in Japan, she said, ''would be unthinkable for a woman.'' Although she is aware that, traditionally, Japanese housewives have not held jobs, she insists that she is still a very traditional Japanese woman.For Japanese men, a transfer to New York means better salaries and career advancement.By attending monthly meetup, you may find your language exchange partner to improve your Japanese communication skills!Please watch the video below to see how you can utilize this meetup and be benefited by our events. Bkd I4Also, please take look at to see how you can participate in "yoijoho" activities and be connected to Japanese people. I should have known the date was going to be a disaster when he suggested we meet in Midtown. In my mind, Kenny was no ordinary tall, dark, and handsome stranger; he was six-foot-six with rippling muscles for goodness’ sake!
It was in that moment, perched atop a wobbly chrome barstool, dressed in a spangly new jumpsuit from Topshop, that I realized the joke was on me: This date wasn’t really a date at all. I contemplated the stack of hotel-branded matches sitting on the bar. I was reminded of that fact when one of my girlfriends called me last week.
(I guess he figured he didn’t have anything to lose?
) From what I could gather, Kenny had had precious little dating experience outside of his town in New Jersey; this girlfriend was likely a childhood sweetheart, and I was probably the first Londoner he’d taken for drinks. Aside from a few meaningless dates here and there, I’d yet to establish anything vaguely serious in New York.
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