I will flip this: I had a lunch first date with a woman. The restaurant layout was very open and had us diners very close together. My date launched into a rant, with her voice rising, saying she was tired of jumping into bed with every guy she dated, and from then on, she was never going to have s*x with a man until they were married.
By the time she was done, the entire restaurant had gone d**d silent, and most of our fellow diners were staring at our table.
I wish that was the worst date I ever had, but the the Bearded Lady holds that distinction.
By the time she was done, the entire restaurant had gone d**d silent, and most of our fellow diners were staring at our table.
I wish that was the worst date I ever had, but the the Bearded Lady holds that distinction.