I met a guy online, and after about a week of texting, we had a date set for tonight. Then he sent me “uwu,” that little smiley people use when they’re being cute. He seemed to mean it. I waited for the rest of the joke.
I told him I thought it was a little odd. “I swear I’m not a weeb,” he said. I hadn’t asked, so at least I got an answer to a question I hadn’t thought to put on the table.
I might have let the “uwu” go. You can have a perfectly pleasant evening with someone who types things you’d never type yourself. Then he told me, “I’m donezo with worky.” I read it once in my head, which was enough. The prospect of hearing it out loud on a date settled things.
So I canceled. Maybe this is how I stay single. If so, at least I’m home early.
