Can We Talk About Me?

Recently, I was in the crosshairs of a first-date situation at a local wine bar.

You know when you’re sitting a little too close to the people next to you because it’s crowded and you end up listening to their conversation without really meaning to? Guilty.

So let’s set the scene. They’re seated at the bar, the guy looks like he’s in his mid-thirties and the girl maybe slightly younger. They could’ve passed for boyfriend-girlfriend and actually didn’t look bad sitting together. The wine and cocktails flowed… unfortunately, their conversation did not.

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