The First Date Deal Breaker Files Part Eight: Objectively Enthusiastic.

The Fountainhead Gary Cooper

You’re on

a first date.

It is going AMAZINGLY well. Not only do you find them extremely attractive and charming, but you have a lot in common and the conversation flows without a pause or awkward moment. They make you laugh and they treat the server well, which is always a good sign. They are flirtatious without being too direct or obvious and it is clear that what you are feeling is definitely mutual.

You escort them back to their home and it becomes obvious that neither of you want the evening to end, so they invite you in for a coffee. You agree and walk through their door and into their living room. They go to get coffee and you walk over to take a look at their bookshelf, which is full of different titles by different authors on different subjects. You see a lot to like there, but then your eyes meet the shelf that is seemingly devoted to the entire bibliography of Ayn Rand. Not just Atlas Shrugged and The Fountainhead, but seemingly everything the creator of Objectivism has written–all in what appear to be pristine and probably expensive first editions.

Do you stay

for the coffee?


About Allan Mott

Allan Mott was once accused of being a narcissistic goth lesbian by a disgruntled Amazon reviewer. That pretty much sums up his writing career (which includes 12 and 1/2 books and frequent contributions to such sites as XOJane, XOJaneUK, Canuxploitation, Bookgasm and Flick Attack,). His most personal writing can be found at, where he uses the subject of B-Movies to mostly talk about boobs and stuff. Tweet him on the Twitter at @HouseofGlib.


  1. Stay or don’t. Whatever. But man is this entire premise pretentious as hell. Heaven forfend that, maybe, she reads an author she doesn’t agree with. (could be, you don’t know, you’re too busy judging her in your head) Not everybody is interested in going through life lockstep in an echochamber where they only ever hear shit they agree with.

    Good lord.

  2. Stay. You’re having coffee, not proposing marriage. There’s no need to be rude.

    Stay for 45 minutes and then say something about how you’d love to keep chatting but you promised a friend that you would help them train for a 5k the next morning (or some other universally-acceptable excuse) and you would feel terribly guilty for blowing them off.

    Nobody’s feelings get hurt – everybody wins. Except Ayn Rand.

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