First (and last) date was over lunch. She bragged about the time she lied to a cop who pulled her over when she was speeding. She told him that she was racing to get home because a neighbor called and told her that her house was being burglarized. The cop followed her home where she took him on a wild goose chase around her yard before he determined she was safe. She was thrilled with the way she escaped a ticket. I knew that I didn’t want to date a liar and finished lunch ASAP.

— One lunch only

Aftermath: At the end of the meal, she suggested we get together again and I said my schedule is pretty full. It still is, if it’s her.

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