Today, I fucked up... by disrobing my date
I met a girl a few weeks ago and we’ve been on one date so far, just casual coffee/chit-chat. Today was our second date, I invited her to my place and I was going to prepare dinner for us both and watch a movie.
She told me before we met that she’s incredibly allergic to peanuts. No biggie. I’m not too fussy for peanuts but sometimes I cook with them. I buy some peanuts, roast them, grind them up a bit, and put in a peppermill for when I feel a meal could use with a bit more savory saltiness. I use them maybe once a month. A buddy of mine is also allergic to peanuts, so I do wash my things thoroughly so as to not have lingering peanuttiness for when he visits.
So I make a beautiful dinner: pork roast rolled with prosciutto and olive oil, with some vegetables and beans, and a little bit of gnocchi. I made a nice sauce to go with it. To note I didn’t add any peanuts. I ask her to set the table: she grabs forks, knives, spoons, wine glasses, salt shaker and peppermill.
You can probably see where this is going, but the tl;dr is she grabbed the wrong peppermill (she didn’t grab the one sitting beside the salt shaker, but instead went into a cupboard to get my peanutmill). Sprinkled some on her food, took a bite, and immediately had a violent reaction. She seized up, couldn’t talk, was burning up, the whole nine yards for “oh fuck what do I do?”.
I went into her purse (my father always told me to never go into a woman’s purse for any reason, but I felt this was an emergency) to look for an Epipen. Thankfully she had one. I’ve got no idea how to use this thing: I know you jab it in your thigh or butt, but is it over clothes? Under clothes? Reading instructions be damned, I had to take her pants off. Undid her belt, slid down her jeans, and unfortunately her underwear slid off when the pants came down. I get a good look at the sight but there was no time for that, into her thigh the Epipen went. She calms down a bit and 911 is called since I honestly don’t know what else to do. She hurriedly struggles to put her pants on and begins to cry, and she sits in silence, shaking, for the ambulance.
I feel real bad and haven’t moved from my couch since. This happened just under two hours ago and haven’t called her (or received a call back). I’m sure she’s okay, but I don’t think this is how our second (maybe final?) date should have gone.
tl;dr: peanut-allergic date accidentally sprinkles peanut dust on the meal I made. Had a reaction. Took off her clothes to use an EpiPen not knowing if it could be used over clothes or not.
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