The Complaint:
The worst date I ever had was with Nichole. She sat quietly through dinner, every once in a while turning her head at a funny angle. Nichole would engage in small talk with me, but sometimes she would say the most bizarre things that just did not seem to fit. We went to a movie after that, a comedy, in which she abruptly seemed to change her mood and was all over me. I asked her what was going on, and she said that this personality liked being in the dark. Nichole, the shy personality, was the one I had had dinner with but she was Amber and Amber was a lot more fun and ready for trouble. I bolted and ran. No more blind dates for me!
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