Tarot cards Stories

My blind date ended abruptly. She had asked me what entrée I was likely to order, and seeing the amount of food that other tables were being served, I joked that maybe we should split whatever dish she preferred. She said, "I'm out," and she never looked back as she left the restaurant. As I sat in stunned silence, the waiter returned with our drinks. I handed him forty dollars as I slammed the Long Island ice tea that sh...