This happened to a guy I know, but not necessarily on Valentine's Day. Guy meets girl, they go on a date. They kind of like each other, go on a few more dates. Yeah this has possibilities. So at some point, they get to that point...you know! That happy, let's have our first roll in the hay, point. Negotiations are made...they are going out for a romantic dinner and then she is going to spend the night at his place...and you know what will happen then.
As this guy is telling this story, I sigh, and like a teen age girl from the 50s, my little heart is pitter pattering with romantic excitement for his story.
So he takes her to an expensive steak house. In his superior male wisdom he orders her steak, how he thinks it should be prepared. Oh this is going to be a special dinner, he is going to instruct her how to enjoy a good steak.
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Their steaks come. She grabs the bottle of A1 and dumps a liberal portion on her steak....
He blows up at her saying something to the effect "You fool, if I knew you were going to ruin that steak I would have taken you to Ponderosa!" He made rather a huge fuss attracting the looks of other diners, but he didn't care...she ruined his precious steak!
So ladies, I ask you, how does the rest of evening play out? Here you are in a restaurant, your little overnight bag is packed with some special delicates and is out in his car in the parking lot, and he goes into a category 5 rage over you putting A1 on your steak.
She storms out of the restaurant. He lets her go. Details of how she got back home are unknown. He remains and finishes his dinner, PO'd about having to pay for a ruined steak, and goes home alone.
Heart no longer pitter pattering, I asked him, didn't it bother you that you humiliated her in the restaurant? "No man, she ruined an expensive steak."
Didn't it bother you that your plans for what should have been a wonderful night went up in smoke? "After what she did to that steak, I didn't want to sleep with her." Except that is not exactly how he put it. Yeah, he used the f dash dash dash word.
Oh good God! You are one sick bastard. I could not believe it. If that had been me, she could have dumped saw dust on the damned steak, what the hell do I care? I would have been floating on cloud nine with anticipation for what was ahead. A steak? You blow this over a steak! A f---ing steak! I could have punched him.
Full disclosure: I don't really care for steak. Its Ok if you smother it in A1, but to be honest, I would rather have a good hamburger.
Epilogue: They did get back together. They have been sort of living together on and off for about 5 years. She wants to get married...he will have nothing to do with it.
I don't know the woman, but if she was a friend...I would tell her to run. This guy ain't worth her.
Happy Valentines Day.
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