Love Is Blind To Only So Much!

 

Love Is Blind To Only So Much!

 

My friend sets me up on a blind date with a friend of hers. She describes her as a good match for me so i agree to go.

 

On the date, the girl is distant. When she actually speaks, she is very disagreeable, announcing her opinion rather than making a discussion. We end the date with general pleasantries, and I pay and leave with no mention of going any further.

 

I don’t see my friend for a few days, but when I do, the first thing she wants to know is:

 

Friend: “how did it go?”

 

Me: “she seemed nice, but no spark.”

 

Friend: “really? She was saying that she had an amazing time and hopes to see you again.”

 

Me: “she spent our whole date on her phone and wouldn’t make any conversation, at all.”

 

Friend: “she can be shy at times, but she really seemed to like you. She has struggled to find a guy she gets on with. Give her another chance.”

 

Me: “yeah, I'm not sure.”

 

Friend: “come on! She has even picked out a restaurant. I might have mentioned that you have been wanting to go to [steakhouse] for ages.”

 

Me: “well, that is true.”

 

Friend: “great! I will tell her you’re free.”

 

I’m not sure if I agree because I want to go, because I want steak, or because my friend pushes me into it. But a week or so later, I meet the girl again at the steakhouse.

 

Again, she spends pretty much the whole date on her phone or eating in silence. I make conversation where I can and ask about her hobbies, holidays, and ambitions, but i get one- or two-word replies, and she doesn’t ask anything of me.

 

She only seems to smile when she drinks her champagne.

 

Fed up, I eat my meal and go to the bar to order drinks.

 

Me: “can I pay for my meal here?”

 

Bartender: “sure, that one over there?”

 

Me: “yeah, but can I just pay for my half?”

 

Bartender: “bad date?”

 

Me: “you have no idea. I will let her know.”

 

Bartender: “probably best if you let us handle it. She has been in here before. She often throws her drink at the guy; sometimes it’s still in the glass. Back door is that way.”

 

I thanked him and disappeared. My friend swore she didn’t know when she set me up. But i still haven’t been on a blind date since.

 

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