This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard:
From the Wall Street Journal:
“So maybe we should pay a bit more attention to people’s eating habits when we first meet them. That’s what Kathy Schwartz did. The Seattle resident once ended a relationship with a man because of the way he ate French onion soup. He had ordered a bowl one day at a restaurant, but found the typically stringy, melted Gruyere cheese to be a challenge. ‘After several attempts trying to twiddle the cheese into submission, he grabbed his knife and, samurai style, sliced through it,’ says Ms. Schwartz. ‘It dawned on me that this was his approach to dealing with life’s challenges—to attack and pummel rather than negotiate, compromise or find another less confrontational way.’ She declined further dates.”
I’m normally a nice girl, but lady, I hope one day you’re stuck during a first date with a medium-rare steak and a too-dull knife.
