I had finally done it. I had finally arranged a date with Zeus, the Greek man I’d met online a few weeks back. I woke up on date day with a sense of calm. My ease surprised me, as Zeus and I had never spoken. Still, off I went to meet a man for the first time that I’d only emailed half a dozen times. I hopped on the train, still mellow, with no expectations of fireworks or failure. Read the rest of The Hookup: Ditched?