Let My People Go Recently, a friend had a five-hour date with a woman he'd met on J-Date. This habit, I imagine, is due to social anxiety, narcissism, or some combination. If you think you might be a Chatty Cathy or Charlie, here's a test: Do you love the interplay of bass and treble in your own voice? Did you raise your hand in third grade even before the teacher asked anything? If you don't want hot monkey love with a particular human, you need to communicate that. That way both of us can cut our losses and move on. Zip it Up Lately a buddy told me that 70% of the men she meets online yap the entire time they're together, never attaining even basic information about her.After my usual pattern had failed to land me a rom-com boyfriend, I’d decided to go in the opposite direction by taking a dating hiatus.I liked Will, but there was a lot about him that I didn’t want in a relationship.
And yet I’d still willingly fall into flings with these guys. One Friday night, I’d double-booked myself on two dates.He was reading a French-African play⎯upside down (meant as an obscure joke).Throughout our relationship, I've learned a lot about setting boundaries and being more verbal when it comes to my needs.The passion that made our sex so good also meant we bickered regularly.We got on each other’s nerves a lot; he drank all of my expensive scotch, and I hated the fact that he was a smoker. We had one more night together and then we parted ways.