So, after almost a year of miserable loneliness, I got a date last night, through the village inn owner who has made it her mission to play Cupido with me. So, there I am, all settled, said date on whom I had a slight crush, I confess, orders her food and I order mine. I have hardly finished to state my desired degree of cooking for my steak (bloody, thank you!) that she points to me that meat is a disgusting form of human depravity, that she is a strong vegan and militant for animals rights and that she avoids driving along the main road so that she won't have to see the little piggies roaming free in the fields who will eventually be sent for the chop...


Bye-bye love!

Wow, that's a very short date. At least you got that out of the way as it didn't look like it would work out long-term. But regardless of food preferences, a sharing a pleasant evening is always nice.

Villiage inn owners have a great sense of humour!

Haven't they just??? I would have assumed they knew if their customers' eating habits matched or not!

If anything its food for thought

Well, look at it from another positive side, it wasn´t an expensive date

Have her picture and phone-number?
Ps: Vegetarian

Wait, you took a first date to dinner?
Take pen and paper and start taking some notes here. First of all, you don't want to get stuck with a complete psycho/sleeping pill/annoying nag for the entirety of a dinner. You do coffee dates with a few pre-selected phrases in case YOU REALLY NEED TO EVACUATE THE PREMISES. Like, oh I forgot to feed the goldfish or I'm really sorry but the EF community needs me and it's an emergency. Also, make sure you choose a coffee spot which you don't frequent all the time, just in case it doesn't work out and your favorite cafe also ends up HER favorite cafe. What else, let's see. What you really do is, befriend somebody you really want to be with...heck go crazy, even somebody out of your league. Then tell her, that you're going on dates, etc. this should spark the inner "oh, what am I am chopped liver" argument in any woman on the market. Beware of sexual freaks, whenever you spot one, make sure you cherish that (unless she's married of course). If you're the sexual freak, then don't spill the beans on the first date but gradually ease her into it. Let's see, invest in quality cologne so that people remember you by your scent. Unless you like cheap cologne, then let that Old Spice be your trademark. Oh and be creative. Alright, this is a lot of information at once. Let it sink in, take notes and ask questions.
-LiB

At 150 CHF, this is debatable.

Cologne? Are you from the 1940s???

Sexual freak? Blimey.

What do you call it in Scotland? Fresh manure?
Yes cologne and I also rock a hankie. I'm an old soul.

And this was a bit unplanned, as I sat at a table on my own listening to the lovely live music and she was sitting at the bar. Inn keeper saw two lonely souls and suggested that they may as well share a table if not food interest!

Whisky Spray, mate!

Lightweight. McTAVGE rocks a skirt!!!

Yes, not quite sure what he meant by that!

Shag ?

Heck these days all slammer needs on a date is a full set of limbs and a pulse, thing is amma flexible on the full limb set.

I thought only retired porn stars from the 1970s wore Old Spice.

Hence the German Schottenrock!!!