The first date
July 18th, 2005
It was their first date, and she’d shown the patience of
a saint as he babbled on and on about his hobbies, his
pet peeves, his driving techniques, and even the
standards he used to choose his barber.
Finally, he came up for air and said, ‘But enough about
me. Let’s talk about you.’
She breathed a sigh of relief.
He went on, ‘What do you think about me?’