Met a guy on Hinge who lived way out in the sticks near Lubbock, so I figured a coffee place down there would be a cute change of pace. He showed up late, checked his phone the whole time, and then said he had to leave because his dog got sprayed by a skunk. Has anyone else driven a ridiculous distance for a date that fell apart before the first sip of coffee?
Wait, is this really the hill you want to die on? You drove 40 miles for coffee, not a weekend trip to Vegas. Yeah, the dog skunk thing is probably a lie, but that just means he wasn't worth your time. Better 10 wasted minutes than a whole night with a guy who can't even pretend to be interested. Sounds like you dodged a bullet, honestly.