While I was working retail, I met up with a match about a mile from my store. On paper, she was a good fit; attractive, well educated, and had a stable job as a children's therapist.
We enjoyed a delicious pizza and what was (and still is) one of my favorite pizzerias, though the conversation was...difficult. I tried to start a meaningful conversation, but either she wasn't having it, or she just plain ol' wasn't interested, and was looking for an out.
To avoid her needing to give me the boot, I settled the bill, prepared to give the, "Thanks for coming out, I'm not sure this is goign to work...", but she got there first, and said, "Let's take a walk! It's a beautiful night!"
So walk we did. We aimed towards where I worked, all the while, she droned on about whatever subject came to her mind. I don't know if it was the content, her voice, or my mood, but I was losing my patience rapidly. In an attempt to dodge the awkwardness of just cutting it all off, I surreptitiously texted one of my colleagues, and he called me. I apologized to the date, took the call, and my pal informed me he needed a ride to the next city over STAT.
She bought it, and I escaped.
It was the first and last time I pulled that trick, and I still feel bad for it.
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