Bust

[quarterly]

Date was a bust. I went in with a level head and good humor, but after awhile I just gave up as so not to encourage him. Diagonal from our table was another couple having an equally bad time. The girl and I kept exchanging bored, knowing glances as our respective men just kept talking and talking. I will not be seeing him again. I hate dating.

If pledging to NPR just for the fabulous swag is wrong, I don't want to be right. I haven't done it yet, but it's something I've seriously considered. Oh, the spirit of giving is rich within me.