All I remember is that I dressed up like a doctor to talk to a woman in the hospital. I entered the room, complete with a clipboard and pro attitude, and asked how she felt. Apparently it was neck issues and as I began to 'examine' her neck with my fine musician's hands she began to moan like a lioness. Somehow a time warp happened and we were back at her place. Dinner and all went well, then her roommates came home and I decided it was time to leave. I ended up going to a friends house, specifically a friend I have know since childhood, to tell him about the event and his response was typical: shut up and go to sleep.
Does this mean I am endlessly cursed with bad luck in the female courtship department?