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The Mathematical Theorist

Location: Bar Buvette

I had wanted to go to this little wine bar for ages so was pretty chuffed when my date-to-be suggested it as our meeting venue. My first impression upon his arrival was that he was Clark Kent - ‘geek chic’. He had the stereotypical nerd glasses, skinny-ish body and slightly unkempt dark hair, it really worked.

He was a regular at this bar evidently and proceeded to hail the waitress to order himself a welsh rarebit and some samples of wine to taste. I was ravenously hungry as always but wasn’t really offered an opportunity to order my own between his wine sampling and constant jabbering, so when the food arrived I could only stare at it longingly and hope I didn’t seem too distracted. He didn't even offer me a bite! 


Being distracted for a second however was not an option. He told me had studied maths and philosophy, although I can’t quite remember what his actual profession was, and it required my entire brain capacity to keep up with what he was talking about and not look like a complete stereotypical blonde. The whole date played out like an episode from The Big Bang Theory, with me taking on the role of Penny, completely out of her depth talking about physics with Sheldon. 
I must have managed to inject a few semi intelligent-sounding comments into the conversation however, as he took that as an expression of interest and proceeded to divulge this hugely complicated mathematical theory, complete with diagrams on a napkin, about...well funnily enough I have absolutely no idea what it was about!

So I left that date with my mind blown to pieces...not in a good way...and decided to leave him to the experts.

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