Jonathan and I worked in the same place, but it was a big store and I didn't know him very well. He asked me out and I said yes. That weekend, he picked me up and asked me where I wanted to go to eat. I told him it didn't matter, he could just pick. He drove around and around, never stopping. When I asked him why, he said he couldn't decide. I finally named a place and away we went. Our next date brought him to deciding on a movie, which he couldn't do. Again, I chose. This went on for three more dates before I realized he had a real problem. I broke it off, but with some regrets as I did like him.
— Emily, 24