Bible Bob was a nice Christian boy. His jeans were trendy and destroyed. He was rockin’ some hot Rainbows, a Gap striped hoodie, and a preppy Lacoste blue polo. (The collar was NOT popped, thank God) We went and had coffee at an authentic indie shop where we discussed world issues in correlation with the lack of compassion in today's society. His passion and compassion towards the homeless and less fortunate was inspiring. Hatred of complacency, and understanding the difference between respecting someone’s beliefs and believing that all beliefs are created equally were conversations that impressed me.
Our date continued as we walked to the surprise place we would be dining, which I thought was nice. I like stars. He pointed out a McDonalds surrounded by smelly homeless people and said “Well, here’s dinner!”
I felt my face pale and then redden because I know it revealed that I am a sort of food and date snob. Chuckling at his own joke, he looked at me and said “Don’t worry, keep walking. I’m not really taking you there.”
To my relief, we ended up eating at one of my favorite restaurants. Being a psychology nerd, I not only ate up my delicious meal, but also his opinion on metal illness and