Unorthadox

I went on a date to a Japanese restaurant on Sunday.
Since I don't eat sushi but am willing to at least try (thanks to my mom's 'You have to try everything once and if you don't like it, you don't have to eat it again' house rule repeating itself in my head) I had him order but I insisted on no miso soup.

When he asked me why no miso I replied "Because it tastes like diapers".

Now most women follow a strict set of first date rules where you time everything down to a science of how long you make them wait until you come out of the house, certain conversation topics that are okay and certain topics that are not, manners, what to wear, laughing at their jokes.
I take 90% of it and step on it. I've reached the point where I have good manners and am good at conversation, but I don't like keeping people waiting, I inhale my food, I use sarcasm in place of laughter and I don't hold back on analogies no matter how odd.

I compared a food to a diaper and let the freak flag fly freely and we're hanging out again tonight.

See ladies?
Be yourself.