breaking the social contract

This has been bugging me lately, so I'm going to do something really girly, I'm going to blog about something that happened with a girl.

About a month ago I met someone on the F train, and asked her out for a drink. Fair enough, right?

She agreed and at the appointed time we met, and ordered a gin an tonic and she ordered...nothing!

Now, had she said that she didn't drink or whatever beforehand, or would prefer to meet for a cup of coffee, or really anything else, that would have been ok, but she agreed to meet for a drink, and it just seems like an jerky thing to do, not having one. More to the point, eating and drinking, breaking bread and cracking open a bottle of wine are the things that hold our society together. It's a violation of the social contract when you sit down at the bar for a drink, and don't even order a glass of wine to sip, or even waste.

And it pisses me off.