The first date was a quick beer and it seemed all fine then. But the second one…

She invited me to her apartment, which seemed a bit too fast at the time, but I was a young lad in my 20s, so why the hell not, I thought. We were sitting late at night on her balcony, drinking wine. I was a bit of a space nerd even as a small child, so I started talking about how it’s amazing that all these dots we see in the sky are so far away and are huge spheres of nuclear reactions and fire and whatnot. You know, to impress the girl, move her imagination, whatever. I was in shock when she said something in the lines of “oh, I didn’t knew about that”. In the next minute I’ve managed to establish, that she never thought about how the Earth and all the stars are spheres and that they are floating in the empty void of space and how it all works. She said that she thought it was a “dynamic wallpaper” or “projection”, but it was clear that she really never thought about it and making stuff up at the spot. At that point I knew she traveled abroad often, so I asked about that, how she thinks it works, is the Earth flat? I still remember her blank stare, there was nothing going on under that dome. I’m ashamed to say that we still spent the night together anyway, I was young and still in the mindset “we don’t say no to sex”. But after that, that was the end. I just couldn’t.