Just realized I was the problem on my last date, not him

I went out with a guy from work last Friday at a diner in Akron. He ordered the meatloaf special and started telling me about his coin collection, and I kept checking my watch and interrupting to talk about my own day. Then the waitress brought him the wrong pie and he just shrugged and said 'no worries, I like cherry better anyway,' and it hit me that I'd been sulky and rude for 45 minutes straight. I apologized right there, we split the $32 check, and ended up talking for another hour. Has anyone else had that moment where you realize the bad date was mostly you?

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