So we met for a drink after church choir. And it was good! We talked for almost 2 hours and conversation flowed very naturally. It took me a bit to get over the short factor (shallow, I know...) but when we're sitting down it's hard to tell. He's worth another shot for sure.

Plus I LOVE The Office and Michael Scott's “that's what she said” jokes

My tagline on POF is “my friends are getting married – I need a plus one” so I thought this initial message was super creative! Points for him.

He seemed very normal and nice in his Tinder messages

We messaged back and forth for a bit, and talked about the usual – jobs, where we live, hobbies, The Office, etc. Then he gave me his number. I had texted him hello, he texted me back. Pretty normal. On Tuesday, I got this

Flattering, but we had already talked about the fact that I don't live in the cities and live in the middle of nowhere. I get up at 5am and spend my days with 5-8 year olds. Let's be real: at 9:50 on a weeknight, I am in bed. And most likely already asleep. Going out in downtown Minneapolis on a school night? No thanks. I told him I'd take a rain check.

For whatever reason, I got a funny feeling about him. I had a feeling that we wouldn't actually meet. He seemed too charismatic to be for real. And I was right.

Brownie – He was a teacher as well, so it was nice to have that in common. But in person? Incredibly awkward. He kind of stuttered – not sure if it was just nerves or what. We ate a painstakingly awkward dinner and parted ways.

French silk pie – He was a part of my 3 dates in 24 hours (yes. Dinner with Monster Cookie on Friday, dinner with Brownie on Saturday, and drinks with French silk pie after sitios legГ­timos de novias Dominicanos dinner). He actually initially invited me over to his place to watch a movie (uh, what? The first time we meet?!) but I suggested we meet up for drinks instead. We had some great conversation, but things just never took off.

Banana split – He and I were maybe in a relationship? I'm not sure.