A guest (non-male) offered to get me a take-out meal at a fine dining restaurant I sent her to. Even gave me cellphone number to call her later if I changed my mind (swear she wasn’t hitting on me, just being nice).

What, a great meal on a guest?! But I declined. Didn’t feel quite right . . . although I felt tastebuds jumping at very mention. Michelina’s dinner tasted bland afterwards.