I went on a date and halfway through my stomach suddenly hurt. I excused myself to the bathroom, trying to calm down. The night started with excitement, but something felt off.
I looked at myself in the mirror and reminded myself that first dates can be awkward. I took a deep breath and went back to the table. The waiter quietly told me he saw her add something to my plate earlier and wanted to make sure I was okay. His calm tone prevented me from panicking.
I thanked him and returned to the table with a clearer mind. I offered her a bite of my food; she hesitated and seemed embarrassed, which made me realize something was wrong.
I stayed calm and gave her a chance to explain. She said she added crushed vitamins, thinking it would help my tiredness—not realizing how it might look. We talked openly, cleared up the confusion, and even laughed about it. By the end of the night, the awkward moment became a reminder that good intentions still need clear communication.