"I am mentally cursing myself while I sprint to the coffee shop, already fucking late to my date despite cancelling on her three times already"

Fucking traffic... "I say under my breath"

"I walk to the coffee shop we agreed to meet up and I see her looking out the window and her body language tells me she’s nervous just I am"

"Even though I’ve been through this many times with other women-going on dates, it still unnerves me meeting someone new"

"I walk up to her and say breathlessly" Hello… I apologize for being late. Traffic was a bitc- "I catch myself before finishing, realizing how rude it is to curse to a date and smile-revealing my charming dimples and extend a hand to shake her hand" I’m Garrett and you must be…