Kim Salas
											Audio By Carbonatix
At the start of the summer, in anticipation of all those hot times ahead, we shared a string of articles about dating in Denver, including a cover piece that explored “Why Dating in Denver Is a Dumpster Fire.” We also hosted an essay contest asking readers to share their best bad-date story.
Now, because misery loves company, we’ve introduced “Dateless in Denver,” a series of reader essays on the realities of dating in Denver – the good, the bad and the ugly – that kicked off with Jess’s story of a date who sharted on her lawn, and followed with R.M.’s tale of a bad first date on First Friday, Mer’s tale of a bacon-loving boy, Mia’s report on a bad date but a good burger, and Hannah’s short-but-not-sweet account.
Now read “The Ick” from Caroline Schauder:
 
 You messaged me “girls who code” 
 with a heart
 I corrected you to say *women*
 to be more honest from the start
 We met up the night before
 you left early for DC
 You bought me a drink 
 and we talked
 and the whole thing felt easy
 The music was too loud
 so we went for a walk to pass the time
 We talked about outdoorsy things
 and you told me that you trad climb
 I’ve avoided dating climbers in the past
 because I feel like they’re too intense
 But somehow with you
 it all just felt different
You texted me updates about your trip
 while you were away
 What you were up to,
 who you saw,
 and what happened during the day.
 As time went by,
 I began to feel closer to you
 But a little worry in my head said
 we’ve only met up once,
 can this connection be true?
 Because when it comes down to it,
 I don’t actually know you.
But then I thought,
 here I am finding problems with every little thing
 Really I should be excited because you,
 a straight male,
 are communicating
 You got back the next week
 and came over to my place
 When we talked you were so vulnerable,
 it felt like a safe space
 But maybe a part of me
 was also a little scared
 I’d never been with someone who’s so open right away
 and I felt unprepared
That Friday I invited you to my birthday party
 to meet all of my friends
 I didn’t know if it was too early for that
 but I wanted you to attend
 We kissed on the dance floor
 at a Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers cover band
 You whispered in my ear
 that you liked to hold my hand.
In the first week of August
 we went to the lake to swim
 You told me that in October
 you were going back to Singapore to visit family for a bit
 You wanted to make sure that I felt supported
 in the month you would be gone
 Something that should have been thoughtful
 felt wrong
 We’ve only been on five dates
 and now we’re doing distance?
 We aren’t even in an exclusive relationship
 don’t you think that’s presumptuous?
All of the sudden, things started bothering me
 that I hadn’t noticed before
 I realized that every time I saw you,
 you talked about how great you were doing at work
 “Work is going so well, everyone loves me”
 was a common refrain
 Then why do you feel the need
 to bring it up again and again
 You text me constantly, 
 all the time
 Somehow I have begun to feel responsible
 for your peace of mind
 If I don’t reply will you be ok?
 I don’t know 
 but that feels like a lot of pressure to put my way
 In ten years you want to reduce a quarter of global carbon
 because the world is getting hot
 For the sake of the earth I hope you do,
 but you’re an intern at a think tank
 and a quarter of the world’s carbon is a lot
It started to storm 
 so we hastily ran inside
 My sinking feeling lingered 
 for the rest of the drive
 But still I went back to your place 
 to meet your roommate
 We talked for a while 
 and I thought he was great
 You said you wanted to open a climbing gym
 for passive income
 While I’ve never done it,
 I assume opening a gym would be a full time job 
 and then some
 The conversation shifted to crypto
 and you pronounced Ethereum “eeth”
 I truly thought that I was going to vomit through my teeth
I know this sounds dramatic,
 but it felt like a switch flipped
 In a few hours I went from admiring you
 to thinking you’re full of shit
 Am I reacting this way because it got real
 and I’m scared of commitment?
 Or were the things you said always ridiculous
 and if so how did I miss them?
 I spent a long week trying to figure out
 if my doubts would stick
 In the end there was nothing I could do about it,
 I got the ick.
Have a dating story – good or bad – that you’d like to share? We’ll be running another installment of “Dateless in Denver” next weekend. Send your submission to editorial@westword.com, where you can also comment on previous posts.