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On a blind date, I was so nervous that I spilled my drink all over the table, splattering my date. Instead of laughing it off, I just sat there, paralyzed by embarrassment and overly focused on my soaked napkin. I kept trying to make small talk, but all I could manage was questions about her favorite type of sponge. The look on her face made it clear this was not going anywhere.
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