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11/17/2018
We met at one of the most ridiculous restaurants—Dick’s Last Resort—where the staff is literally paid to be rude to you. It was my first time there, and I was in my first year of college, out with a group of girlfriends just looking for a fun night.
Our waiter? A guy named Benny who was confidently throwing insults like it was his job (because it was). I remember thinking, “He’s cute,” but also swore he was flirting with my friends more than me. He insists now it was all part of the game.
As we were leaving, one of my friends left her phone number on the receipt—not mine—and apparently, his friend told him it wasn’t the girl he was actually interested in. So Benny chased after us and asked me for my Instagram. I panicked, made eye contact… and then ran away.
Later that night, he texted the number anyway. Somehow, it led back to me. And the rest is our favorite story to tell.