Story Submitted by Arnold:

Ashley and I met for coffee after speaking online for less than a week.  Once we sat down and I grabbed us some drinks, the first question she asked was, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

I replied, "We wouldn't be on this date if I did."

She said, "Most guys I've been on dates with recently have girlfriends.  I began to wonder if there were any single or honest guys left."

"There are a couple of us," I said.

She replied, "I think that's up to me to decide, isn't it?  I wonder if anyone can be trusted anymore."

I asked, "Can you be trusted?"

She said, "Of course.  A hundred percent."

I asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

She said, "Yes, but he doesn't know that I'm here."

This was a pencil scratcher.  I asked, "You're on a date with me, but you have a boyfriend?"

She said, "I even made out with another guy last week, and my boyfriend has no idea.  I deserve to be happy, don't I?"

I said, "Yes, but it's kind of hypocritical to demand trust from others when you don't embody it yourself."

"Whatever," she said, "You just don't get it.  I've had it rough."

I forced small talk for the rest of the date, which I was sure to end as quickly as possible, the emotional minefield that she seemed to be.

Once outside, she said, "I'd like to see you again.  Tomorrow?"

I said, "I think we should stay friends."

She said, "Now who's being a hypocrite?  Hypocrite!" and walked away.

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