Date 9

So I met this EMT named Mike. On, you guessed it, Tinder. We talked for a few months before we even met because his schedule was crazy. He worked like 80 hours a week and was on call so a few times we tried to make plans but he had to cancel. He was adorably cute. Like the cutest face. But he was short. 5’3” to be exact. I’m 5’7″. But I really enjoyed talking to him so I figured I could get over the height thing. He finally made it over one night. We chatted for awhile, and I found out we both moved here from the same place. He lived like a mile from me there. Small world (that was not a height reference). Anyway, yes we wound up having sex and it was fine. I’m used to taller guys but it didn’t really bother me. But my favorite part of the entire night was he had his work backpack with him because he came straight from his shift. And he had EKGs from calls he had that day. And he showed me how to read the EKGs. And he had a stethoscope. And he let me listen to my heart. And let me listen to his heart. One of the EKGs showed a heart attack. It was really sad but also fascinating that medical equipment can test that. And we discussed medicine for awhile and his different emergency calls he had. I knew it wasn’t going to work out because our hours wouldn’t mesh and he lived kind of far. But we actually did talk for awhile after. He was cool. The last time I spoke with him he was buying condos in London to use as Air B&Bs. Not sure how often he’d be able to get over there. But I hope he made a profit at it. I wish I could have gone with him sometime on his shift. I would be the official EKG reader. But alas, it was not meant to be.  Still he was one of the cooler and more gentlemanly guys I’ve met.

 

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