Third Date

First date was fun.

Second, I doubted the conversational chemistry but still liked the guy.

This was the date.

He was fairly thoughtless, just a couple of harmless comments that make you wonder, “Hm. Do you realize the implications of such an assumption?” I couldn’t tell if he was narcissistic or just a little dim.

At the end of the meal, I opened my fortune cookie to find… nothing!

“Well, there’s existential ennui,” I laughed, revealing our empty future.

“Oh,” he responded. “I don’t believe in that.”

“What? Existential ennui?”

“No,” he answered. “Fortune cookies.”

Ohhh. Dumb.


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