I was picking up a girl for a date, and it went very wrong… The father opened the door and looked at me confused. He asked me what yeshiva I was from, I told him, and he handed me $10 and offered me a water bottle and said hatzlacha, and closed the door. I was very confused and thought maybe the date was called off or something, and I missed the memo… I walked back to the car to call the shadchan, and I saw 3 texts from her asking where I was. Turns out I went to the wrong house and the person I went to thought I was collecting because it was a few days before purim. I went to the right house, had a wonderful date, and moved on from the whole thing. A few weeks later, we were still dating, and I told her what happened before our first date, we discovered later, after we were already engaged, that it was her uncle’s house!
