there was this internet friend I had been chatting with for quite a long time. We seemed to be getting along quite fine, and had a lot of things in common. When she discovered I broke up with my girlfriend, she made her move and wanted to meet. I thought “why not?” and arranged for her to join me and some friends for this 5-day holiday we had been organising. Even if we didn’t hit it off, there’d be other people to hang out with so it wouldn’t be all that awkward.
Our first meeting was a disaster (I went to pick her up from the airport). She was so negative and kept complaining about everything, she made no effort at all to be nice. She was nothing like what she’d described in her letters, and by the end of the day she had started getting on everybody’s nerves. She got so annoying that by the end of the third day we offered to pay for her to take an earlier flight back home (since she made it pretty obvious that she hated everyone in our group, as well as everywhere we went and everything we did). She always disagreed with any suggestions for activities, but offered no alternative either. She didn’t like to go out, ate only chicken (which limited our choice of restaurants), didn’t like places with music, alcohol, other people or chairs for that matter, and ended up spending the whole time in the hotel complaining that she got bored.
Anyway, we got rid of her and at least had some good time on our own after she left. Forget about dating her, I’d have a problem living in the same continent (and she’s the main reason I avoid Romania on my trips, I’m afraid I might bump into her or something).