Dating isn’t easy. Especially if no one asks you out. But then, what if your friend sets you up on a blind date? Thus begins the brutal process of agonizing over what to wear and what to talk about and gasp what if he hates horses? Of course I don’t do that but I’m sure that some gals do. So let’s just say, hypothetically speaking, this is how the date goes…
Maybe he picks you up in a really nice car and you sigh in relief because there’s always a chance that he could show up in a creepy white van that you saw on Unsolved Mysteries. What if you get to the restaurant and he realizes he forgot his wallet? Seeing that he’s mortified, you say, no big deal dude, I got this. And then dinner is wonderful and you really enjoy the conversation and the food and the company, he even takes you to frozen yogurt for dessert, you pay of course. But all that said, it was a terrific date and he walks you to the door and says goodbye. You are absolutely sure he’ll call to make plans to go out again (only next time, he’ll pay). But instead, several days pass and he doesn’t call. But what if one day, hypothetically of course, you come home from work, and there’s a letter on the counter addressed to you? You open it, not recognizing the handwriting, only to find a check inside for the amount that you spent on dinner and fro yo. And that’s the last you ever hear from him.
Okay so maybe that’s a true story. And maybe that happened to me. And that’s what I call a good date.