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If you're stuck in a relationship quandary, or if you're looking for sexual harmony,

while there's nothing you can't ask on the Savage Lovecast. It was a few years ago.

I was out to dinner with my boyfriend at this place we go to all the time.

It's a place we never have had a problem getting a table.

A place where we both get the duck.

The place has a name, but we always call it duck place.

And this night, this one night,

we had to wait for a table, which was weird. And then we waited more than an hour for our food,

which was even weirder. While we waited, starving, we played cards and silence, which is what

we do when we go out to dinner. And at some point, I realized that

every other table had a couple at it. No six tops, no four tops, as they say in the restaurant

biz, just two tops. And then I realized we were getting looks, not because we're gay, but because

we were sitting there in silence, playing hand after hand of this card

game we're both obsessed with. And cards that night just wasn't the vibe. The vibe in the room

was date night. And somehow, by not holding hands across the table and staring into each other's

eyes while we waited for the food that never came. We were ruining the vibe for everyone else.

And that's when I realized we had accidentally gone out to dinner on Valentine's Day.

How is that even possible?

How do you go out to dinner together by accident on Valentine's Day? I mean, aren't there hearts up

everywhere and boxes of heart-shaped chocolates at checkout around Valentine's Day all to remind us

it's coming? Yes, there are, but those reminders, they're up for weeks, all those hearts

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