Karma's a b***h

So the other day, I went out had a "blind date". She seemed real nice when we talked, we even seemed to connect on some level. So we decided to meet Saturday afternoon, at this restaurant, one of these really ritzy places here in San Diego. Now I must admit, the place was awesome. But, before I get to the place... Anyway, I pick up my "date", mind you I had just wanted to have a nice, quiet, fun dinner. So immediately there... after picking her up, was the shocker. All my enthusiasm was sapped in a matter of seconds on meeting this person. However, me being the nice guy, decided to at least give it a shot, in spite of my shallowness, figured what the heck, since I had committed to going to this place, I'll just follow through, what's the worst that can possibly happen? So she orders herself a drink, and then we order some appetizers. Well, we start on the appetizers, she eats up more or less both the appetizers, of course my own appetite is slowly going down the drain, as I start contemplating the bill that is quickly hitting the stratosphere, now she's not only eating off her own plate, but finishes up the remainder of the food on mine! The drinks keep coming, I'm stuck on my first one still at this point. A little later, I finish up my drink, go to the restroom, to plan and strategize. I come back, she's ordered a bottle of wine, and another drink for me! Now to dinner. I'm thinking in my mind, how do I at least bring this to a feasible bill. Well, shocker, she orders a $55 entree!!!! And a salad on top of that... Hate to say this, but she scraped her salad so that even if you turned the salad bowl over, not a single crouton would have dropped out. By this time, of course she's pretty tipsy, so decides to get into a conversation about how I'm not being a good date, how I'm not appreciating her, and not being very complimentary. To top it off, she tells me how much she'd love to see me again, and how come I'm not telling her that I would like to do the same! Well, I have to come up with a diplomatic answer at this point. I send a text message to one of friends, asking advice on how I can get out of this self-created mess, my friend writes me back and I quote "just hang in there, be a gentleman and keep up the pretense and then leave on a good note". Dude, you suck for that advice... yeah you know who you are! Anyway, end result, I am left with a $320 bill... The redeeming factor? I have now found San Diego's premiere restaurant with the coolest view.