The guys in San Francisco, not ALL of them, but a LOT of them, don’t open doors, walk on the proper side of the sidewalk, or stand up when the woman gets up from the table.
But then again, why should they since the women in SF seemingly don’t care?
And even if they do, it doesn’t mean they’ll ever open you because OOOH SHINY THING OVER THERE.
Oh, did you think you actually had a date tonight just because the person you asked out said “maybe?
The good news is that you can find out ahead of time how they are in bed from ever single person you’ve ever met.
On the flip side though, for every person who moves away, a new one moves here.
So you’ll probably meet someone new, like, immediately.
” Welcome to SF where “maybe” means “no” and “yes” means “maybe” and the only way your date is ever going to actually happen is if you have a reservation at Lazy Bear and/or the person has no better offers. Definitely don’t get attached to anyone you date in San Francisco because no one who moves to San Francisco actually stays in San Francisco.
So unless you want to move back to Boston or up to Portland (which, hey, maybe you do), you’re probably going to be heart broken in one year.