I was on a blind date. A mutual friend had conjured up the idea over brunch, which is ironic based on how the date played out. We met for oysters and drinks, then we argued for a solid
30 minutes about brunch. Like, whether brunch is determined by the menu, the timeframe of the meal, all that. Then he told me my job in public relations was stupid and made me pay for
the date, which lasted three hours mainly because I'm too stubborn to walk away from an argument. When it was done, we shook hands and never spoke again.