A second date to a New Jersey Devils game.
  1. First, we met up at Penn Station. Bad sign already.
  2. Then he took me to Newark. I should have known something was wrong.
  3. The hockey game was fine, but the conversation started to go downhill. At one point, he asked if I like baths.
  4. Then, before I got on the subway back to my apartment, he tried to softly kissed my ear, trying to make it more romantic than it was.
  5. Then I made eye contact with the woman over his shoulder, all the while she was shaking her head, acknowledging my misery and reading my mind.
  6. For a fleeting second, that woman was my soulmate. We'll always have the 1 train.