Okay I genuinely need a sanity check from the SNS because I’m still sitting on the MRT trying to process what just happened over dinner.
For context, I’m 28F, matched with this guy (33M) online last week. Texting was pretty normal, nothing too wild—just surface-level stuff about work, favourite food, weekend hobbies. Tonight was our very first time meeting in person. We met at a casual Japanese place near Bugis around 7pm.
First impression: he’s your classic low-key, slightly nerdy local guy. Wearing rectangular specs, Uniqlo tee, jeans, pretty soft-spoken at first. We started talking about hobbies and he opened up a lot about loving Gundam and anime. Honestly, I don’t mind nerdy guys at all—everyone has their own interests, and I thought it was kind of endearing how passionate he was explaining his Gunpla collection.
Then around 8:30pm, the vibe took a sharp left turn.
We were just talking about how stressful work in Singapore is and how expensive everything has gotten, and out of nowhere he looks at me dead serious and goes, “Actually, I’m at the stage where I don’t want to waste time. Looking at you, I feel like we have good genetics. If we get together, I want to have two kids with you, maybe apply for BTO by next year.”
I literally choked on my iced green tea. I laughed nervously thinking he was joking, like some weird Gen Z/Millennial humour I didn’t catch. Nope. He didn’t even blink. He started asking me if I prefer boys or girls, whether I’m okay with staying near his parents in SengKang so they can help babysit, and how many months of maternity leave my company gives.
Bro, I don’t even know your middle name or what blood type you are?? We have known each other in real life for less than 180 minutes. I haven’t even decided if I want a second date, and this man is already planning our baby bonus and HDB balloting strategy.
The more he talked, the more panicked I got. Looking back at how intensely he was talking about his “waifu” characters earlier during the anime convo, my brain started spiralling—I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if he goes home to an anime girl body pillow every night and doesn’t actually know how to talk to real women normally.
I made up an excuse about having an early morning meeting tomorrow, split the bill (he didn’t even argue, just nodded and said “good, practical, wife material”), and practically sprinted to the MRT station.
He just texted me saying he had a “magical connection” and asking when we can meet his parents. Am I being too judgmental about the nerdy/anime stuff, or is jumping straight to “have my kids” on Date 1 a massive walking red flag?