Blue Hawaii 5-0

Story Sent in by Jennifer:

At dinner with Rob (who loved to talk about the fact that he had almost become a cop), I ordered a Blue Hawaiian and he ordered a White Russian. The drinks were delivered to the table and we both took sips. Then, without asking, he reached across the table and sipped at mine.

"Wow, that's good," he said and drank down a bit more.

Tactfully, I said, "Save some for me."

He laughed and said, "Not a chance!" before finishing it completely. He wiped his forehead like he had just completed a really tough job and said, "Whew! I'll be feeling that one."

Sad to lose my drink, but slightly pleased at the possibility of a consolation White Russian, I reached for his. He was quick as a lynx and said, "No dice. You had your own."

I said, "But I didn't. You drank it all."

He laughed and said, "You snooze, you lose."

When our meals came after a particularly long conversation-less period, he actually reached both of his hands across the table to grab at my plate of chicken and cashew nuts. But this time, I was too quick for him and I grabbed it off the table and closer to myself, despite the fact that the plate was really hot.

"You snooze, you lose," I told him.

He said, "Good. Now you're learning."

I'm so pleased to have learned something. Mostly that a second date with him would have been a big mistake.