I have somewhat of a track record of being taken on weird dates. It’s happened a lot over the years. Between boring documentary showings, awkward improv comedy classes, and once, an honest-to-God rodeo, I’ve always been the type to have a story that begins with “You won’t believe what I did this weekend.” Of course, that all changed when I committed to making partner and my dating life went out the window. For the past few years, my weekends have been, well, believable.
Until today.
I can confidently say that, on the weirdness scale, accompanying Teddy to his ex’s engagement party is above and beyond any other date I’ve been on. The bonus weirdness comes from the fact that it’s not even a real date. It’s nothing more than an opportunity to start making our phony relationship public. But
