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Lisa and I met online and I planned what I thought would be a fun first date, complete with dinner and a riverside walk to an annual event where people lit candles and put them on hundreds of little floats on the river. I'd been looking forward to it for a while.
A couple of hours before the date, Lisa called me and said, "Can we do something else?"
I didn't really want to do something else, but I asked her, "What did you have in mind?"
She replied, "Uh, that's your job to figure out."
I said, "But you don't want to see the candles in the river? Have you seen it before? It's beautiful."
She said, "You know what would be beautiful? A first date that doesn't take us to a stupid kiddie-playtime-Romper-Room event. That would be beautiful."
I replied, "But there are more adults there, usually, than children."
She said, "Figure something else out, or forget this whole thing. I'm serious."
I told her I'd call her back after I had thought of something, but honestly, there wasn't anything else that I really wanted to do. In fact, I was willing to postpone the date just to see the candles. As I said, I'd been looking forward to it, and Lisa's attitude wasn't helping me want to do anything else.
I called her back and said, "I really want to see the candles in the river, so maybe we can meet up after the event?"
She groaned, long and loud, into the phone, then said, "You're seriously going to go? I have to be honest, I can't really see myself wanting to go out with a guy who'd want to do that."
"And you're basically saying that you'd rather go to the event alone than see me."
"That's kind of a loser thing to do."
I repeated, "I'd be glad to see you right afterward. We can meet up for a later dinner, or–"
"No. Forget it. Enjoy your stupid candles." She hung up on me.
I left a little while later to go enjoy my stupid candles. It was really lovely, starting right at sundown. A couple of hundred people showed up, and hundreds of candles were lit and floated into the river in the mostly cloudless evening.
As I walked along the shore, snapping photos and looking around for people I knew, I saw Lisa walking and laughing with another guy. She and I hadn't met in person yet, but we had Skyped and I knew her voice pretty well. I thought about going up to her, but then wondered what good that would do. I was having a nice time. Why would I want to ruin it by including her? I ducked further into the crowd, and continued to enjoy my pleasant evening.
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