The Date That Turned into a Disaster

This gorgeous woman agreed to go out with me and I thought I was the luckiest guy alive until

her ex boyfriend showed up at the restaurant and I realized luck had nothing to do with

it. So there I am, sitting across from this absolute knockout at this fancy Italian

place. She's laughing at my jokes, touching my arm, and I'm thinking

maybe I finally figured out this whole dating thing. Then I notice she keeps glancing at

the door. Like every thirty seconds. I brush it off because honestly I'm just

trying not to spill marinara on my shirt. Twenty minutes in, this dude walks in.

Leather jacket, perfectly messy hair, the whole package. And she lights up.