**AITA for accidentally making Chris Hansen my co-parent on Facebook?**
OK so buckle up, TL;DR incoming.
I (28F) was on Tinder and matched with this super wholesome-looking guy. Profile was just pics of him with a fishing rod and a mug that said "Have a seat." Red flag? I thought he was just a dad-bod enthusiast. We chat for a week, he's very polite, uses complete sentences. I'm thinking "finally, a man who didn't just send me a picture of his sad, overwatered succulent."
We meet for coffee. He shows up 15 minutes early, sits facing the door, and asks a LOT of questions about my "dinner plans." I got a weird "To Catch a Predator" energy, but I assumed he was just nervous.
We exchange socials. I go to tag him in a "Date Night went well!" selfie. I type his name. Facebook auto-suggests: **Chris Hansen (Viral Journalist).**
I thought "Oh that's a weird joke account." I tag it anyway. It's him. The real Chris Hansen. He comments: "That's an interesting choice of drink. Care to explain the large Gap sweatshirt?"
Now my mom is asking why "the predator catcher" is commenting on my relationship status like we're co-parenting a suspicious van. My match is ghosting me because he thinks I'm a decoy. AITA for ruining the vibe by accidentally summoning the FBI of dating?
**Update:** Chris Hansen sent me a friend request. I'm now terrified to use my microwave.