Is it wrong for me to judge dates by their ability (especially lack thereof) to actually pick an activity, place, and time? Because I totally do. You want to do something with me? But you have no idea what that might be? Oh, anything *I* want to do, because you are a person utterly devoid of tastes and personality, too gutless to make a choice and advocate for it? You don’t really want to take me on a date, you want to tag along to whatever it is I would have done if I didn’t have a date? Fine, you are helping me do laundry. WHO’S SORRY NOW?