I went out with a pro wrestler and yes, he talked about pro wrestling a lot.

This was not my date, but he sure looks like a lot of fun, don't you think? (Thinkstock)

Quick update: things didn't work out with Mike because he's an artist and he decided to leave NYC to travel the world or something (I think his parents are rich? Ugh, who knows). So anyway, I'm going to continue going on dates, giving anyone a chance who doesn't have horns or wear color contacts.

For your enjoyment and mine, I'm going to refer to my date as The Wrestler. Also, using this name has the added bonus of keeping him anonymous. I met The Wrestler on Twitter, because let's face it, these are modern times we live in, and I'm a goddamned modern woman.