[ WP ] You 're on a first date and its going very well until you make a huge mistake . You somehow get a sign from future you telling you that this person is `` the one '' . Do n't screw it up .

I remember it like it was yesterday. The woman I'd met at the book store agreed to go out and get a burrito at the Freebird's and I was dressed to my best: No metal T-Shirts, my best pants, my best overshirt, and a nice shirt with no apparent logo. Driving to get her, I was hit with anxiety. What if I screwed this up? Oh my god, she was beautiful and I was this fat manbeast, why would she agree to this? 
 What if she was standing me up? What if this was a mistake? 
 
 Picking her up from her house, we made our way to the restaurant and I paid for our meal. I could n't help but feel a twist in my stomach, and my head was getting sweaty and my breathing was faster. I asked to excuse myself and made my way to the bathroom. Pacing back and forth in there, a man stepped out of a stall and glanced over at me. 
 
 He was the same height as me, thin, and had a nice suit on. `` Hey. Listen. I've not got long. You're me from the past, and I'm you from the future. You've got to try your hardest here, man, this woman is the mother of our children. Without her, we wo n't find success in writing.'' 
 I asked him so many questions, but he stepped past me and out of sight. 
 
 Collecting myself, I cleaned myself up using the mirror and a napkin and made my way back to the table. 
 
 `` So, what do you do?'' 
 
 `` I'm a moderator on a writing subreddit.'' 
 
 `` What's a subreddit?'' 
 
 `` Oh. It's a site on reddit.'' 
 
 `` What's Reddit?'' 
 
 When I explained it to her, she left, despite my persistence she stay. Weeping into my bean and cheese burrito, I saw my future self enter with a somber expression on his wide face. He was no longer rich-looking, instead wearing a mustard-stained tank top and sweatpants with sandals. He was a fat slob, like I am today. He clutched his chest and dropped dead, to the shock of the other inhabitants of the restaurant. 
 
 I merely bit into my burrito, tears in my eyes. 
 
 
 

