I went on a date this week with a girl who also works in the entertainment industry. We met for coffee and after a while she suggested we grab dinner (Good sign right away). I’m trying to be healthy so I suggested sushi.
The restaurant was nice, we had sake and a delicious meal. I was attracted to her and we had a pretty good conversation. At one point we ordered a sushi dish with crispy rice but each bite was way too big to fit in our mouths. She elegantly cut hers in half with her chopsticks and I tried to do the same, but I think my rice must have been a little crispier so as I tried to cut it, my chopsticks broke in half and fish went flying. Luckily I only got food on myself and I was able to laugh it off. The truth is that this was my second dating incident involving chopsticks, the first of which happened on my first date…
I was in 7th grade and I went out for Chinese food with the first girl that ever liked me. We shared a poo poo platter (in hindsight, that may not have been the best date food, but I was clueless). I wanted to show her how funny I was so I decided to go with the classic chopstick walrus. If you are not familiar with this bit of comedy, I put chopsticks in my mouth as if they were tusks then clapped my hands and made “arf arf” walrus noises. Lets just say out of the two of us, I was the only one who thought it was funny. The rest of the date was pretty awkward and I was left terrified of girls and dating.
SO HOW WAS LAST NIGHT? It took me years to lose my virginity after the walrus incident…hopefully I’ll have better luck this time
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