When you know you're on a bad date
- When the woman keeps on referring to her ex-boyfriend/fiancee and is obviously not over it as evidenced by the misty-coloured memory look her eyes or the amount of stories told about her and her ex-boyfriend/fiancee.
- When the women keeps on saying how much they love children
- When the first discussion that starts is about how much she hates ginger, and no, not Gilligan's Island Ginger, but Ginger the spice. Now while a discussion about Ginger from Gilligan's Island is definately an interesting conversation, as is Ginger Spice (my fave Spice Girl), Ginger the spice is not. All of this set the tone for later discussions on how much she hates Japanese cars, certain schools, certain fashions, and people with certain professions.
- A comment about how much you like French Impressionism and how you have two Van Gogh painting's in your tiny little apartment gets the question "do you own any original Van Gogh's" and you realize that the woman is not only serious but doesn't understand it would be slightly on the impossible side to own an original Van Gogh
- When the woman keeps on telling you how much she needs a man, which while not such a bad thing to hear, gets to be a little disconcerting especially when…..
-She says that they got a degree in Restaurant Management and cooking school so she could learn how to kick for her eventual husband.