The first man I dated was over a foot taller than me. When he walked at a normal pace I couldn’t keep up. At first he slowed down every so often to let me catch up.
I guess after doing that a few times he either forgot or thought I got used to walking faster, and he didn’t stop or slow. He just kept walking.
I gave up trying to reach him and just stayed put and waited for him to notice I wasn’t with him anymore.
I got a call on my cell a few minutes later. He had walked two blocks, talking to himself and wondering why I had become so quiet. LOL