My friend Sara set me up with her co-worker's friend, Tom. She's never met him before but has been told that he's a great guy — good family, went to a good school, and he's a doctor. However, she saw a picture of him and said he wasn't really my type.

He was given a picture of me and said he'd be interested in being set up. I thought that seeing a picture in advance could lead to pre-judgment and decided that I didn't want to know what he looked like.

We spoke on the phone and had a great conversation and decided to meet for dinner. I'm glad I didn't see a picture. He completely was not my type — light hair, goatee, a bit on the bigger side. We did, however, have a really good time.

After dinner, we decided to grab a few drinks at a bar close by. He was very funny and was extremely nice. He hailed me a cab and offered to drop me off, even though we were around the corner from his apartment and I lived a good 15 minutes away. I thanked him for the offer but told him it wasn't necessary. Instead, he told the cab driver where to take me and handed him money to make sure I got home okay.

About 20 minutes later, he sent me a text to make sure I was home safely.

And here I thought chivalry was almost dead. I was quite impressed.