So I have this thing where I build up people in my head and am often let down by the reality of them. It’s lead me to my new philosophy to meet up ASAP if we are getting along well.

This lead to a rather impromptu date with the Dr.

We had been chatting for 4 days and he was equally as chatty as me. He had a similar sense of humor and texting and messaging him didn’t seem awkward or forced in any way. I was beginning to like him so knew I had to meet him ASAP.

We decide to meet at a local fancy bar. A place I have been to once but it was cool.

I had a bit of a disaster at work and was running late. He sent me pictures of him drinking a few beers for “Dutch courage” as he described it.

I again didn’t wear my first date dress, but opted for a more casual orange dress and a pair of converse shoes. There is zero pressure on my end and when I turn up, I’m easy breezy.

My date however is losing his shit. He seems to be sweating (not just because of the heat), but he is so nervous to meet me. So nervous in fact that he spills an entire jug of water of the table (and me) as he is pouring water. This is a man who saves lives on a daily basis who is blushing in my company. I’m smitten.

He’s a Dr and tells me the most incredible tales of saving lives (and sadly losing lives). He is simply charming and flatters me in all the right ways. Not only do we have the most insane things in common (he’s also learning Japanese, loves anime), but we were brought up just one county away from each other so have a lot of shared stories and know similar areas and places.

I don’t think I’ve experienced this on an online first date before, but I could see how much he wanted me in his eyes. Just the way he looked at me was so carnal and primal. It was both arousing and made me look away and blush.

We ordered food and a bottle of wine and after a few drinks, I needed to pee. So I sauntered to find the bathroom.

The bathroom was super lush and had all the fancy gadgets you’d expect from a top end bar. I got lost in the fancy hand wash and lotions and sprays that I then realized I’d been gone for nearly 10 minutes!!!!

Oh god, what must he think of me….. or my bladder, so I do what any normal, self respecting girl does on this situation…… I text him pretending I’m locked inside!!

Not only does my knight in shining armor appear at the bathroom door within minutes of my sos text, but he’s called the bar manager and waitress to assist getting me out. Oh god!!!

So while I sit down on the plush stool willing the earth to swallow me up, there is a team outside trying to free me from the prison of my own making!!

5 minutes later, and the agony is still prevailing. If is only when Threats of “calling the fire brigade” force my hand, I magically can open the door.

The rest of the date went very well and he is officially my hero for trying to rescue me from my imaginary porcelain throne room!!!

Will Defo see him again