Well, this is going to get worse before it gets better.

You know, this little story arc is actually based on a true tale. Both my sister and I were set up on blind dates by way of the local kosher butcher. It sounds like a bad joke, but it’s true. My sister was the one who ended up with the closest match to Vladislav here. I ended up with some pretentious hipster who refused to take off his hat in the restaurant because he was a musician and “had sensitive ears.” Neither date resulted in a follow-up.