"My Date told me to try online dating."

I spent my junior year of College abroad in England and become close with this cute guy in my program named Pete *. We never connected, but we had a loving friendship. After graduating, Pete and I both had moved to New York, but we lost contact... until I got my current job to Cosmo.

Because I have to report a large number of quotes from guys for our stories, one of the first things I did on labour has set up a huge email list of all the guys I've ever known. Then I started bombarding their inboxes to totally TMI questions. ("Happy Monday! What is your favorite sexual position?") And Pete, to his credit, started to meet my legends. After having made a particularly funny confession all the time, a girl made pee on him in the shower, e-mailing back on our personal life, we started, and he asked me for drinks catch-up.

Pete and I met in a bar, and I swear to you, he had obtained more cute! We had IPAs and wings, and between our flirt and memories, he told me that it would be just back from a trip to Germany and that he met a cool girl there. He did not talk much to his subject, so I rejected mentally it - especially after we started at the bar, and then in the cabin, then in his bed. We had a good time. But in the morning, Pete told me that the German girl was actually came to New York for two weeks... and stay with him. And she arrived later that day there! Turns, she had a work trip in New York planned even before they met and decided to stay with him instead of a hotel, after they were hit in Germany. Pete told me that he did not expect to hang with me but he really loved me. He also said that he wasn't sure how he felt on his subject, so it was pretty much the most difficult schedule ever. Agreed.

For the next two weeks, I tried to not think about the situation and I was moderately successful (and tell more, I mean there is a period of 30 seconds, when I was not obsessed). When she left, Pete sent a text message asking me to go to a concert Saturday night. I took this as a sign that the German girl had not worked, because why he asked me also? When I arrived at the show, Pete was already there, so I gave him a kiss on the cheek, we listened to music, and then he asked if I wanted to go to another bar to get drinks. Yes! I couldn't help but think, buddy of the future, here I come!

Bad. In a Word, Pete and I have small-talked about nothing for half an hour, at which point I could not take more and asked, "so, what is up with the German girl? '' And he said: 'Oh! Let's give dating to try. "Uh, what? I have been baffled, trying to understand what was happening. I thought it couldn't get worse, but then he did. Pete said: "but you are so great, Annie and you deserve a great guy. Have you ever thought to try OkCupid?"

Understand: I'm certainly not a drama queen, but that a dying heart simply. Here I was, thinking I was on a romantic rendezvous, when really, we got so not on a romantic date... and my 'date' just told me to try online dating! I have tabled my half finished beer, says Pete, I had to go, hailed a taxi and began to scream when I got in. Feeling sorry for me, the taxi driver gave me a tissue and I was assured, in broken English, "tomorrow be better day." At least he was right.

* Name has been changed.

Annie Daly is an associate editor at Cosmo and author of the yet-to-be-written memoirs tomorrow be better day.