Hold the wasabi next time
About a year ago, I was a sever at a sushi bar/ hibachi grill restaurant. I witnessed a plethora of awkward and uncomfortable first dates, but one in particular sticks out in my mind.
It was a young couple, early twenties I would guess. The date started out with a lot of formal and shallow conversations along with a lot of awkward fumbles. You could tell the girl was a little disinterested and started looking around impatiently. Then when I brought them their food, the guy made a comment about how I was a white girl working at a Japanese restaurant. This really didn’t sit well with her, making things even more uncomfortable. When I walked by about 10 minutes later, I saw that he had compiled the wasabi from both his and her plates and decided to eat it in one mouthful in hopes of impressing her. About 5 seconds after swallowing, he started crying and gagging while she just made a face of pure disgust. He got up to run to the bathroom with his hand covering his mouth with vomit shooting through his fingers and onto the floor on the way because he couldn’t keep it down. She promptly left the restaurant. It was pretty fucking awkward.