We did things a little differently than most. After being close friends for a few years we dated for 6 weeks, got engaged and then went on our first date.

A friend was in a play and we thought it would be a great idea to go see his performance. I’d read the play in highschool and remembered nothing about it except that it was excellent. So off we went to see Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?

We walked out of there a bit shellshocked. Neither of us had any idea we would be watching 2 hours of failing marriages, what Patton Oswalt once described as “the separating asshole of mutual acrimony”. But we shook it off and now we make sure to tell people never to watch that play when they’re on a date, first or otherwise.

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