Good Word of the Day|Past and Present

I sat across from him as he told me all about who he thought I was based on his previous girlfriends. He was very much my type: tall, dark, handsome - not to be cliche. I sat and I ate my cake and smiled politely as he told me that I'm probably a gold-digger who likes to cheat and is not as pretty as I think I am...in prettier language, of course because he didn't want to offend me and this was our first date. When he was finished, I told him it was lovely to make his acquaintance and I ran far far away.

I never want to be that person. Ever.