A LOVE STORY, DIRECTED AT THE WRONG PERSON

Fkness score: 41/100 — COOKED · Category: love · Filed by anonymous

The situation

Waved enthusiastically at someone I thought was my date. It was not my date. My actual date watched the whole thing

You've never been more friendly or more alone.

The read

You committed to that wave with your whole chest. Full arm, big smile, maybe even a little jog. The stranger waved back out of pure politeness while your actual date stood ten feet away recalculating every life choice that led to this restaurant.

Damage report

  • Damage: 38
  • Own fault: 85
  • Humiliation: 79
  • Wallet damage: 15
  • Fixability: 88
  • Survival odds: 83%
  • Recovery time: one self-deprecating text
  • Worst case: The stranger also thought YOU were their date and now there are two of them.

The alibis

  • That was my cousin. Distant. Very distant.
  • I wave at everyone. It's a fitness thing.
  • I was waving at someone behind them. There was definitely someone behind them.

Rescue plan

  1. Laugh about it immediately — beat them to the joke and it becomes a story, not a red flag.
  2. Send a follow-up message referencing it. 'Still thinking about my other date' is a genuinely good opener.
  3. Next time, confirm identity with a text before any waving. Waving is a privilege, not a right.

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