Why the Jedi Died Out

Story Sent in by Vivian:

A friend had set me up with Wendell, and by several minutes in, I had kind of wished she hadn't. He was super quiet and didn't talk much despite my best efforts to pull him out of his shell. Then he pulled out his cell phone and that kind of killed the conversation for good.

A little while later, as we ate our food in silence, he blurted, "If you had a lightsaber, what color would it be?"

"E-excuse me?"

"A lightsaber. Like from Star Wars. What color would it be?"

I said, "I don't know. Red, I guess?"

"Red?!" he near-shrieked, "Red?!"

"Uh... or blue. Is that a better color?"

He said, "Red's a bad color. I can't believe you said red. Oh my God..."

"All right. What color would yours be?"

He said, "Mine is green."

"It is green? As in you actually have one?"

He said, "Of course. I'll show you after we're done."

Once dinner was over, he led me to where he parked (it was on a well-lit public street or I wouldn't have gone with him) and as he promised, he reached into his back seat and pulled out a toy green lightsaber. It lit up and made the lightsaber noise and he pretend-fought with a pretend-foe up and down the street.

All very impressive, but alas, this Jedi Knight was not enough to win my heart.