A couple years ago, I reentered the dating world after about a year of being attached. For the record, I’m not good at dating. I’m terribly shy. So as many people do, I turned to OkCupid. After a couple days, I had a date set up. The girl seemed nice based on the e-mails and text messages we exchanged.
We asked readers to submit their least romantic stories for our Valentine’s Day issue. To read the other tales of woe and regret, see the rest of our (almost) romance-free ode to Valentine’s Day.
Now, I’m not sure why she’d ask that, but I thought maybe she was simply a subject jumper. You know the type—the ones who randomly jump from topic to topic during conversation. So I didn’t think too much of it when I responded, “Well, I took some Spanish in high school and college and could probably hold my own in a Spanish-speaking country. Why do you ask?”
“Wait … what?” I asked.
Crap! Crap! Crap!
