In my younger days, I belatedly canceled a date with a girl by telling her that I was sick. Then I went out later with another “hottie,” who was more appealing to me.
We went to a fancy restaurant in New York City, but my canceled date was already present with some friends, unbeknown to me. When my date and I were eating, she sneaked up on us and threw red wine in my face. Then she quickly walked away, highly “pissed.”
When I tried to explain, my date ran out and departed in a cab without me. To make matters worse, the maitre d’ came over and told me that I was no longer welcome!!!