Multiple choice
There’s something I’ve noticed lately while on dates — the multiple choice test. At first I thought it was a fluffer-nutter fluke. But I chalk it up to the wide-spread frequency of standardized testing in America. Anyone with a high GPA and low SAT score will tell you: “Hey, it’s not my fault…I just don’t test well” and while I can see your head nodding in agreement, it is not okay to say: “Hey, it’s not my fault…I just don’t date well.”
A few weeks back I was on another nerve-racking first date. We were both selling ourselves like crazy, but neither party was ready to buy. However, I truly enjoyed his company so when he asked: “Would you rather a) call it a night? or b) have one more drink and then call it a night?” I obviously choose b…because it goes great with bread & boys. 
If you’ve ever played the statistics game during a multiple choice test, then you’ll know you should always guess if there’s no penalty. And if there’s a whole bunch of questions you don’t know the answer to, stick to a single letter — you’ll have a better chance of hitting the jackpot. And by the way, I always bet on black.
Statistically, they say when all else fails and you have to resort to guessing, mark “C”
I’m not quite sure why that is… but if that were a choice for more alcohol, i’d probably choose that one too, lol!
Alcohol is grossly underrated on first dates. There is nothing like a little social lubricant to bring out the silly in us all. You made the right decision there, madame.
Dare I ask how the rest of the date went and if there will be repeat business?
ah. i doubt there’s going to be repeat business from that ultra nice piece of bread. because statistics tell me i have a 1:8 chance for a second date if i haven’t heard from him 24 hrs after the end of the first date. i’m currently playing dangerously within my 12.5% chance.
Well that’s shame. A crying shame.
Aw… don’t cry. There’s plenty of Italian Loaf, French Baguette, and Russian Rye out there.