The dating pool got thinner, unlike chavista officers now borderline obese. This is what I found: I find it ridiculous and enraging that chavismo is cockblocking us all.
I matched with a handsome, heterosexual male a few days later. Turns out we both have good jobs, so we could afford to go out for dinner, drinks and a movie. Last week, we paid 6 million for two movie tickets and a popcorn-soda combo, and I paid 10 million bolivares for a pizza, four beers and a standard rum soda with a twist.
It was Carta Roja, I think. Ages , all of them with college degrees and good jobs, earning a lot more than minimum wage, from 50 to million bolivars. A successful actress can maybe try to perform a miracle every month, but how many people can? Minimum wage is not even two dollars, come on! Yes, when our friends move, we inherit condoms instead of TVs. Her parents left the country but she has to graduate, so we have the place to ourselves, thankfully.
You found a date, you could take her out for drinks, dinner or a movie. You both defied the night, the odds, the city. You lived. You, reader, are wealthy and lucky.
You wanna get even luckier tonight. You found someone who wants to sleep with you! But where can you go? Where do you have sex?
