Ah, dating… if ever an act could truly be called a “necessary evil,” it’s that.
I’ve only had one date at a bar — her choice, she was friends with the bartenders. I can’t remember what we drank, but out mutual 💓 of horror films led to what-was-currently my longest relationship so far.
But I digress — this is both an amusing and insightful post. If I may add a suggestion? Not tipping the bartenders and/or wait staff really makes you look shitty.