I went on a blind date last night that was set up by one of my friends. We met at a restaurant, and after we were seated, I told her how pretty I thought she was. She smiled while blushing and said to me, “I bet you say that to all the girls.” I responded to her by saying, “Not all, but most. And this is one of the times that I don’t really mean it, but you come off as being the kind of person that needs to be affirmed due to your understandable low self-esteem.” Fortunately for me, the waiter was able to restrain her after she lunged at me with a steak knife, as I dashed out of the restaurant fearing for my life. What the…
