Performance Review For My Blind Date
Language: en
He glanced at me once, then immediately dropped his eyes back to his phone. He hadn’t even been in the chair long enough to warm it up, but he’d already scrolled through three social media feeds, replied to two texts, and asked the waiter to refill his water. I sat across from him, my menu still closed. "So... what do you do for a living?" I tried, breaking the silence. "Hmm?" He didn’t even look up. "Tech. Mostly startups." Then, his phone buzzed. He picked it up right in front of me. "Hey man, don’t even get me started—" He lowered his voice, but in a small ramen shop, every word…