I was at a techno party one night. I was off in my own world that night just enjoying the music but one girl kept pulling me into you little dance group in front of the dj. Never said a word during the dancing and afterwards tried to find her to talk but she had already disappeared. Fortunately she sent a friend to find me and her friend gave me her number. A week later we met up for a date.

We first met at a Korean restaurant. The food was amazing. Then we went to a nearby bar and talked some more. Then she asked if I wanted to check out a gay bar which usually has live music. Live music? Fuck yeah. We arrived before the music started so we got to talk some more.

Then the music started. It was… art. It was a couple. The guy was playing some very offbeat, experimental music. I won’t knock it, I’ve met people in the past who thoroughly enjoy that type of music and get genuine value out of it. I’m happy there is art that exists for them to enjoy. The girl who was the singer wasn’t singing as much as she was yelling into a microphone about why no one wants to have sex with her. Every song. Every sentence. The same topic. It was an experience…

My date and I joked about trauma bonding over the musical experience and left after a while. Luckily the rest of the night went well with the date so it was still a good night overall. I think I’m also pretty lucky that was the most what the fuck moment I’ve had while dating.