When you think about it, dating is bizarre. It is basically a job interview for the role of being yourself
It comes complete with its own rituals – first date drinks, fourth date sex, the mandatory bust up on your inaugural mini break – and has its own tried and true places of worship: pub, cocktail bar, crazy golf.
It even has its own language, including words like ghosting,
breadcrumbing and gaslighting, that only make sense to Millennials.
Then there are phrases like ‘friend zone’ – laughable, illogical gibberish that only makes sense to idiots.
Repeat after me: there is no such thing as the friend zone. It doesn’t exist; never has, never will. It’s as real as (spoiler alert) Father Christmas riding a unicorn.