A Public Service Announcement:

Let's dispense with the pleasantries, and let me be perfectly clear: When you and your dating partner of choice are out on a date, don't sit on the same side of the booth.

Perhaps there are exceptions, but if your date is so ugly you can't look at them while eating, perhaps you should revise your potential-mate-screening practices to exclude people that make you physically ill.

If the thought of enduring an entire meal without any more physical contact with your date than can be accomplished across a tabletop is odious to you, then order in. Or learn to cook. Or do us all a favor, and stick a (metal) fork into an (active) electrical socket.

If both you and your date can't eat a meal without facing the door, do us all a favor and get sterilized. God knows we don't need any more crazy people running around anyway.

In the interest of full disclosure, at least one of our editors is a mouth-breathing moron who likes sitting on the same side of the booth with the physically co-dependent wildebeests that he takes out to dinner.