I’d like to think that most people who aren’t attractive know they aren’t attractive. At a certain age, you become self-aware and you figure out the cold hard facts. Like Lena Dunham. She’s got to be 100% aware of how she looks, right? Someone calling her ugly at this point has to just bounce right off her. She knows she’s ugly, the entire Internet tells her every time she says something in the news. But for a normal person, although you know the truth, you don’t think people will be so brutally honest about your dogshit looks. You expect them to make an excuse. “Hey Jim, it’s been great getting to know you, but I don’t think this is going to work because you live on the Upper East Side and I live in the West Village.” (If you’re wondering, yes, I’ve definitely broken up with someone over that. In NYC that is like an hour in the subway. Practically a long distance relationship at that point.)
Anyway, this guy apparently met his date on Twitter. After they exchanged flirty texts and messages, they decided to go on a date to see Star Wars. And…it didn’t end well for him. Not only did his date leave to go to the bathroom in the middle of the movie and never come back, her reason for doing was brutally honest. She basically dropped her pants and shit all over his self-esteem. So he did what any rational person would do: he posted her text message on Twitter and then he blew off some steam.