Sooo...after the last dating disaster from church you can imagine my hesitation when I was asked out by another Brother So & So. I was going through a dating dry spell so I decided to go anyway. Well...we set a time, place, date, etc and we started to move forward. We talked a couple of times on the phone and the conversations went well. So by this time, my excitment is gradually rising until...
DAY OF THE DATE...
He's 20 minutes late picking me up. Now, my friends know how I feel about my time but I'll fill you in. Time is my most valuable, unrenewable resource. When it's gone, it's the one thing that I can't get back so I'm pretty protective of it. With that being said, I still managed to keep a smile on my face and act like it was "no big deal." We get to the restaurant and he orders an appetizers and this huge meal. The conversation is flowing and I'm starting to think that he has redeemed himself from his tardiness until...he gives the waiter his card to pay for the bill. The waiter comes back and the conversation went a little like this...
Waiter (W): (in spanish accent) Sir, you're card doesn't work.
Brother So & So (BSS): (puzzled look) Are you sure, maybe you should try it again.
W: Sir, it was declined again.
BSS: Why don't you try a different machine?
W: Okay sir, but I don't think it's our machine because I've tried your card on 2 different machines.
Me: (sliding down in my chair with uber-embarassed look on my face)
BSS: Sorry sir, the card still no work.
W: Ahh man, okay.
W: (calls automated bank line) Ahh man, I just bought some gas.
Me: **in my mind** are you serious?
So I pull out some cash and pay for the ticket and get up and leave as soon as the waiter picks it up. Awkward silence in the car as he drives me back to my place. When we get there, I force a smile and a goodbye and get out of the car.
Bright Side: He did come bring me my money about a week later. But, still no 2nd date for him.