Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
Wednesday, September 6th, 2006I do not support going out to dinner as an acceptable first date. You want to create a good first impression, and no one looks cute eating except for two year olds, and even that’s a stretch. Suggest something new–a stroll through some scenic site, window shopping or real shopping, a random visit to someplace you’ve always wanted to go–and you’ll stand out in memory while concurrently avoiding looking like a ravenous sloth in the restaurant. And a cheapskate, or worse since:
1. If he pays, you gotta put out.
2. If you go dutch, it’s like you’ll have to support him for the rest of your life ’cause he clearly can’t afford to pay for the entire meal otherwise he would’ve; or,
3. If you pay, you run the risk of him thinking this is standard procedure when in fact it may just mean that
a) he better put out or
b) this is just a gesture of courtesy to make up for the fact that you will never,
ever, ever call the ugly, bovine bastard again.