"Golden lights, it's a terrible shame."
The shoe was most definitely on the other foot this time.
We agreed to meet beforehand for coffee and to then go to the flicks afterwards, which isn't always the best thing to do on a first date when you can tell instantly that they're not for you and then you have to spend the next few hours in an enclosed space with a virtual stranger. She was a perfectly nice person, and the film was pretty good, but we had nothing in common and to make matters worse her favourite Smith's song was 'Golden Lights.' (I mean, come on!).
Surprisingly, I actually made a very good impression on her as she wanted me to go to a gig with her the next night: I politely declined her offer, and that was that.
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