It’s totally fine if you don’t “get” me. I’m not offended. I’d have to assume to happened to most people…I can only assume because most people are to embarrassed to try to have a conversation with me.
I use big words, okay? I can’t help it. In fact, it’s physically painful for me to actively avoid them. But you know what? I will put myself through that communicatory hell for you. Because I think this date could really go somewhere.
What? Of course I come here all the time. Yeah, they know me. I mean, it’s a steak house. And steak is classy. You’ve obviously already gathered that I’m classy - excellent steak is my meat of choice. Some lesser men would make a lewd joke here, but I don’t really like to joke. I’ve read in a few journals that humor can connect all people regardless of status, and I’m not really about that. Plus, if I were to joke, you probably wouldn’t get it, and I don’t want to make you feel bad about yourself again.
