First date; dinner at a nice restaurant with an attractive, well-spoken man.
After initial chit-chat, forty-five minutes of a non-stop negative monologue about his ex-wife ensued. Ironically the one-sided conversation was mostly about how self-absorbed his ex was. I learned (among other facts I wish to block out) that in 14 years of marriage they had had sex 16 times, but because of her above-average fertility they had managed to conceive and deliver five children.
Wow.
Finally, before the bouillabaisse was delivered he drew breath, paused and said, "So, what about you?"
I wasn't sure whether he was asking how fertile I was or many times I'd had sex in the last 14 years- I had no idea of the context of his question. But, heart beating erratically, I leaned in and said, "Thank you for meeting me, I appreciate your time and I mean no disrespect but this isn't going to work. I'm going to leave now." I put $40 on the table to cover my undelivered dinner, wished him good luck and walked out of the restaurant.
I'll get the bouillabaisse another time.
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