He Objected to My Expiration Date
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My mom tricked me into a blind date on my thirtieth birthday.
I got stuck in traffic and showed up thirty minutes late, fully expecting a lecture about manners.
Instead, I heard a man's voice through the door.
"So she's thirty. And?"
"You say she's too picky. Have you looked in a mirror lately?"
"You don't like how much she works. Are you signing her paychecks?"
I pushed the door open.
He was in a black shirt, glass of water in hand, perfectly calm. My aunt's face had gone purple.
He saw me and stood up.
"Hi. I'm your blind date."
"I've already been through your relatives once."
"Anything you'd like to add?"
I got stuck in traffic and showed up thirty minutes late, fully expecting a lecture about manners.
Instead, I heard a man's voice through the door.
"So she's thirty. And?"
"You say she's too picky. Have you looked in a mirror lately?"
"You don't like how much she works. Are you signing her paychecks?"
I pushed the door open.
He was in a black shirt, glass of water in hand, perfectly calm. My aunt's face had gone purple.
He saw me and stood up.
"Hi. I'm your blind date."
"I've already been through your relatives once."
"Anything you'd like to add?"


















































