So I’m going out to dinner with a guy that I had been talking to for a few weeks. The date started off kind of rocky because as we arrived to the restaurant, he walked in front of me without holding the door [OH HELL NO! Definitely NOT the gentleman that I expected]. At that point, my blood began to boil because I do believe in chivalry, but I tried to give him the benefit of the doubt. So, I waited outside of the restaurant for him to realize that he needed to correct that huge mistake. He came outside and asked me why I didn’t come inside and I…
Bad Dates Happen Here
