Not sure if they were dates? NaBloPoMo Day 3

In NYC, the tables are very very close together!

On Thursday, we went out to dinner and discovered (after walking the whole way up there) that Joy Love Club is closed (bummer). So we went over to the Thai place on 19th. We were seated at a two-top about two inches from the tables next to us. 

May the eavesdropping commence.

To our left were a couple, a young man and woman who may(?) have been on a date. As we got settled in our seats, the man was midway through an explanation of his trials and travails with his GI tract. The woman broke in about some hospital visit of her own. Then the guy starts in about his dry eye problem. Turns out he sleeps with his eyes partially open!

After about twenty minutes of "let's compare our medical problems", the woman muses, "I wonder if our parents had these same problems, but they just kind of powered through them?" 

I guess the question was rhetorical because there was no forthcoming answer. I can say this confidently because I was on the edge of my seat.

Anyway, I'm pretty sure (?) it was a date. No comment on whether there was a second date. Or if this was the second date. Much in this world is a mystery, these questions included.

Fast forward to Saturday and we go to Brooklyn. It's a big day out in other words. We went to a pretty cool art show and then to the Ethiopian restaurant across the street. We are seated again, next to a young man and woman deep in conversation.

It's a pretty spirited and interesting conversation, this one, and I think to myself that this date is going a whole lot better than the other one. Had the other one actually been a date and not some kind of support group. 

But then the guy starts talking about his upcoming wedding. A wedding clearly not to the woman seated across from him. He starts ticking thru a checklist of things that are still outstanding such as paying the caterer the final installment.

It threw me for a loop, not gonna lie.