A while ago, I moved to New York. Started working for a fund. Not nearly as glamorous as it sounds. My salary was relatively low for New York standards and as I was just starting out, I didnt have much to my name at that point. Up till then I was just a regular stiff working for a bank. Anyways I was happy to be in New York, the possibilities seemed endless. I finally felt as though I had made it.
As I was single at the time, I thought I’d take a look on tinder and see what happens. I ended up matching with a girl we will call Kate. She was blond, had a lovely accent from a European country, and lived in the financial district. We met up a few times and got along really well. New York is great for meeting up after work and having a couple of drinks and seeing where the night goes. Always something to do. I worked in the financial district, and she lived there, so we met up after work a few times. She was very, i dunno, cool I’d say. She didn’t have much in the way of expectations for the relationship. She actually said that i would “do very well in New York” as far as women went. She told me about a friend of hers from Europe that came and stayed at her place and slept with tons of women for the 2 months he was there. I couldn’t believe it. I certainly didnt think that was going to happen.