Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match . . .

Somewhat recently I actually (for a change) found myself in a (short-lived) relationship.  It was going exceptionally well until it abruptly ended.  In the weeks that followed, as I mulled over the prospects of going back to online dating and tinder, I found myself searching for another way. There has to be another way!

And I decided to try hiring a professional matchmaker.

I checked out her website.  I looked up reviews.  I watched television interviews with her.  I decided to go for it and booked a meeting.

The day of the meeting, I arrived ten minutes early.  I waited twenty minutes past our set meeting time.  And then I realized . . .

I'd been stood up by a professional matchmaker!

Could this be the all-time dating low?