By Jason Arment
September 20, 2018
She was a cat lover with cotton-candy-colored hair and obnoxious tastes in
music but similar politics to mine. While texting on Tinder, she suggested I
might get to play with her kitty. We agreed that we would take her cat out
to the park some time but that we would start with dinner and a drink. There
were no other hints to me that anything thrilling might happen beyond my
riding my motorcycle from Denver to Boulder for the meeting.
Sitting together at an Italian restaurant, we got past the cat conversation
and progressed to politics and music, jokes and laughter. We were
communicating freely and enjoying each other's company - pretty much
everything I wanted out of a first date.