Our first date was wonderful, except she was going to the restroom room every 15 minutes and coming back with a little more makeup on her face every time. By the end of the night, the waiter came to me with a frown and said, «Sir, you might want to follow her this time to see what’s going on there.»
I did, and to my horror, I saw that the restroom was littered with discarded napkins and smudged makeup wipes everywhere. Cosmetic products were scattered haphazardly across the countertop. Witnessing her fervent makeup application, I refrained from commenting that night but didn’t ask her out again. I don’t know what was wrong with her, but either she had some sort of extremely peculiar repetitive behavior, or she was really nervous that night.
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