Continuing on earlier Thoughts on Dating:

The ol' "I sprained my ankle" excuse seems to be the go-to for cancelling first dates these days. Or hospitals are the new singles pick-up scene. Either people are going to greater lengths to avoid going out with people or it's the dating equivalent of telling your teacher you didn't do your homework because a relative died, when, really, you were just slacking.

And when you do make it to the first date, it's very possible that when you're telling people about the first date, someone will say, "I've gone out with him/her!" Which says something about New York's dating pool. And really, if New York's dating pool isn't big enough, what hope is there for the future of humanity?