Hayden related an idea to his friend with the enthusiasm of a school girl on Christmas morning. “It would be perfect,” he exclaimed. “Ever-changing sweet breezes would substitute stale familiar air, a vast array of moving scenery would replace boring stucco walls and dull fixtures, and the enchanting city sites would take the place of awkward pauses in conversation, evoking interesting and relevant exchanges. Hayden had just made the suggestion of a walking date. He could think of nothing but advantages over the traditional restaurant outing.
“Sounds great,” his friend agreed; “why don’t you try it?”
“That’s a great idea.” Hayden looked around the room to access his options. He rose from his seat and walked over to the first girl he saw. Within 30 seconds he had arranged a date for the following evening.
Hayden wore his nicest shirt to ensure success on his first trial. He arrived punctually to a predetermined location, the pub from the previous evening, to find his date waiting on the footpath outside. The walk began with a discussion about the societal shift towards tardiness. At the first intersection his companion made a genuinely interesting remark about the restoration of the corner pharmacy. They were really hitting it off. The pedestrian light changed to green and Hayden was about to comment on the consistency of traffic light colours worldwide, when he tripped on a half-empty can of tuna and fell uncomfortably to the ground, breaking his right ankle, and dislocating his shoulder in the process. There would be months of rehabilitation before he could attempt a second trial.
“Sounds great,” his friend agreed; “why don’t you try it?”
“That’s a great idea.” Hayden looked around the room to access his options. He rose from his seat and walked over to the first girl he saw. Within 30 seconds he had arranged a date for the following evening.
Hayden wore his nicest shirt to ensure success on his first trial. He arrived punctually to a predetermined location, the pub from the previous evening, to find his date waiting on the footpath outside. The walk began with a discussion about the societal shift towards tardiness. At the first intersection his companion made a genuinely interesting remark about the restoration of the corner pharmacy. They were really hitting it off. The pedestrian light changed to green and Hayden was about to comment on the consistency of traffic light colours worldwide, when he tripped on a half-empty can of tuna and fell uncomfortably to the ground, breaking his right ankle, and dislocating his shoulder in the process. There would be months of rehabilitation before he could attempt a second trial.