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Loading ...I met this woman at work, and she worked in a different department. Ill call her Kleptomaniac Woman.I went out with her once, but there just wasnt really any chemistry there. I think that one of the reasons why there was no chemistry was that I couldnt help but notice that as we started to finish our dinner, she stole the salt and pepper shakers and a small bowl and hid them in her purse.I asked her, “Hmmm… I couldnt help but notice that you just pilfered the salt and pepper.” She replied, “Yeah, so whats the big deal?” She went on to explain that she just enjoys stealing things, and that all of her silver wear, glasses, and kitchen gear at home are all stolen from restaurants. Its one thing for a woman to steal my heart, but um… yeah.At this point, I realized something about myself. I had a picture in my mind of the kind of woman that Id want to date. I pictured a woman who was attractive, smart, etc. I decided at this point that I would need to amend that picture in my head to also include the quality of not being a compulsive thief. But I digress… back to the date. (read rest at site)
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