George was a blind date set up by my sister. I don't know what she was thinking! We went out to dinner and he was so controlling. He insisted on ordering for me and then made a production of looking me up and down before deciding that a salad was the most I could eat. I was upset, but decided not to make a scene. Then, when the waiter brought the salad out, he told me I should only eat half as I "didn't need to add even more weight" to my body. I was livid. I stood up and walked right out the door.
— Diana, 28