Friday Knight

As a single man in my early twenties, I always feel like a bit of a failure if Friday nights come around with no plans. When I say no plans, I don't mean that I'm friendless and alone, but who really wants to play Madden Football with a bunch of other guys who are single, on a night that's known for being the best of the week. Last night was one of those Friday nights that made me feel like a real man, not a weeny who sits around doing nothing at night. My date was gorgeous, conversation great, and never a boring minute!
Looking back on dates from my past, many have left me emotionally/socially drained. When I say that I don't mean I was feeling such chemistry that it was exhausting, but quite the opposite. More times then not, I feel like conversations are forced, chemistry isn't mixing well, and walls are put on by both parties because they mutually don't feel like giving the other person the courtesy of being themselves. What can we learn from this? If there's not a connection on a date, take the poor horse with the melon sized tumor around the barn and shoot the dang thing. Don't perpetuate these dates out of pity. Say that you're on your period and need to rest, or better yet, tell the truth! I harbor no bitterness about past dates, just confusion as to why so many are so sissy when it comes to telling someone that you're just not right for them.
Last nights date was great. There's my happy note to conclude with.