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Drive-Thru French Fries Ended My Relationship
And why I’ll never eat them again
You know, I’ve dated some real winners in my time but this guy took the cake, or should I say the french fries. I don’t know why I was thinking about this the other day but it crossed my mind and I thought I’d share with you.
I don’t normally share dating type stories but every now and then it’s good to chuckle and this one may have you doing that (or not?).
Picture it. Sudbury, 2013
Truth be told, when I was back in Canada I used online dating sites (don’t judge). That’s where I met my last partner and we were together for almost 8 years before I finally took off my rose coloured glasses and bolted the fuck outta there.
Before and after him I met a few others. Some were nice, one became a good friend and some just clearly were really wrong. Like the french fry guy.
It started out ok. We had a lot of similar interests, healthy lifestyle being one of them. We both liked random road trips, we both liked kids, and there were other interests. Not a ton but enough for me to at least give it a shot with the fry guy.
A few months in I started noticing quirky things. Really quirky things. I let them slide. I mean, he wasn’t a total asshole like some…
