Southern california dating
“Great book,” someone says ( 50 no matter who said it, because yes, it’s a great book). You hear the barista yell out an order, and Hot Stranger says, “Ohp! People should do what they say they’re going to do.) At 8 p.m., you get a text. “OK,” you say before offering up your Saturday night. ” (-90, short notice; -250, no one worth knowing—or driving for—suggests a first date at the Bungalow). You look up and see what you would define as a “good-looking person.” Let’s call them Hot Stranger. Be right back” ( 15, the onomatopoeia “Ohp” betrays Hot Stranger’s Midwestern roots, and Midwesterners are usually nicer than most people). “I was actually thinking tonight,” Hot Stranger says. A common theme I’ve found when asking people about dating in Los Angeles is that it is SUPER hard to meet anyone. One of the first “dates” I went on after moving here was with a someone I met at a health food co-op in Santa Monica. Personally, I think this is a lot more classy since the only person who comes into contact with you the next morning is your Uber driver who doesn’t judge, and just gives you a bottle of Fiji water while you avoid eye contact.
It’s just something that comes with the territory of Los Angeles. So unless you can handle long periods on location and/or high flake potential, try to find someone else to date. Truth: Don’t be put off by someone who suggests a cheap/free date.
Movies like “La La Land” and “500 Days of Summer,” among others, are like love letters to Los Angeles, showcasing all the city has to offer: the culture, the entertainment, the food, the weather, you name it.
In the former, there’s a montage where Sebastian and Mia run all around LA (e.g., riding cable cars and going to the beach and other special places).
If your cat could pay rent then you wouldn’t be complaining. But what about that guy you are seeing that lives in Koreatown and has absolutely NO parking ever by him?
Also: It’s not their fault you’re single and they’re not. Truth: There are a bunch of places you can meet other single folks. Truth is: We call our walk of shame the Uber of Shame.