I went out a few times with this chick Robin from my office. She was fun and hot, but she always seemed concerned about what label I was wearing or when I was going to buy a better watch.

For our third date I planned to take her dancing. On the way to the club I stopped at a light and she suddenly ducked down her head. I asked "what the hell are you doing?" She said "my friends are lined up at that club, I don't want them to see me in your cheap car."

I drive a new Toyota RAV4.. what a bitch!

When we got to the club I said I had to go to the washroom and left.