On the way towards the date that is worst ever, this person texted me through the burrito spot we had been fulfilling to inform me personally he’d currently ordered me personally the salad. We repeat: SALAD. At a burrito spot. Additionally, had been this the last? Anyhow. An hour telling me about his model ex-girlfriend and how passionate their “breakup sex” had been… last weekend after arriving, with my salad ready, beside his plate of tacos, he spent the next half. The straw that is final when, even with telling him we wasn’t a large fan of cigarette smoking, he literally asked a complete stranger for cigarettes after which chain-smoked them beside me personally. 続きを読む 20. Salad Times. Had been we now incompetent at putting my food that is own order?