The very first date I ever went on with anyone was on November 21, 2010 (I'm not creepy; I'm just incredibly good with remembering dates of things). A couple days ago, she had her daughter. Now, here's the thing. On our date, she "went to the bathroom" and never came back. Within days, she met the father of her child and even made a point to rub it in my face, not like I did anything wrong. I was just shy and she got bored. So now it's like... I wouldn't have done that to you! Karma, bitch!