3 Worse Things Than Reading Your Date Was Bad On A Blog
1. Reading a date was bad on a blog, and thinking it might have been your date, but still being a bit uncertain. “Yes, the conversation was awkward, almost non-existent,” you think. Until you realize during the entire date, you were a ghost, just like Bruce Willis in the Sixth Sense. Yes, now that whole awkward moment when she said “I see dead people and dead cattle – why did you have to order that 32 ounce New York Striploin, jerk?” part of the conversation makes sense. As does the fact that the automatic faucets never worked in the men’s room in the restaurant when you waved your hands underneath them for three hours straight. But it does explain why she left after two and a half hours and wrote an angry blog about you, which is too bad because she may be the only person in town who can actually see you.