Normally, I try to shy away from being too forthcoming with real information about my life, but this is too good to pass up. (Also, the person in this story told me that my blog would never be successful unless I exposed parts of my life that were embarrassing and shocking.)
Still, I try to keep this kosher, so I am only sharing one sound-bite from my date on Saturday.
Date: You know, you’re not as neurotic as you pretend to be.
Me: Oh, really?
20 mins later..
Date (snapping): Are you seeing a shrink?
Me: Uh, no, why?
Date: Because you worry about a lot of things normal people don’t worry about.
Me: I thought you said I wasn’t as neurotic as pretended to be!
Date: Yeah, well, maybe you are!
From this I conclude that a) I am better off spending my weekend evenings drinking tea at Whole Foods and b) The new Internet sitcom that some people are writing based on my neurosis might have a shot at success...