Jenny Sanders.
I had to give her a fake name because he said it so much.
*I’ve put this off for so long. I usually try to change so many details my story would be unrecognizable to the party in question. My partner in this definitely would recognize himself. So would his wife.*
*Sorry y’all, it’s so sweet though!*
I met a guy at my law school who looked like Superman fucked James Dean. We were in the same “outline” group and he once told me my color coding was sexy. I was in my slay period and obnoxiously confident so I asked him out.
I think our date was unremarkable as I don’t remember too much. I know he was way too into fitness.
*I realize I have written about how I run and do yoga, but I’m not exactly a “gym person” and eat like shit when my husband isn’t around to feed me.*
He also was WAY too into school. I hate all lawyers who lawyer a little too lawyerly, and got kind of annoyed at how he had to say the class rank of every classmate who came up in conversation.