Rather Go Blind

Chapter One

State of Opinion


"You know, I don't want to be here as much as you do," said Peter Venkman.

Jane Fisher breathed, menu in hand. She just got back into the dating pool, and already she was off to a bad start. If this is what all blind dates were like, she might as well quit them all together.

"I'm only doing this as a favour to Janine," she began. "I knew her ever since we were eleven through the synagogue, and she's a close family friend of mine."

Janine knew Peter through work, which was how they were set up in the first place. From what Janine told Jane before she met Peter, he was part of the Ghostbusters.

He was a doctor of sorts in parapsychology and psychology. It sounded like an odd occupation, but from what she heard, the Ghostbusters seemed to be doing good work. They did save the city from ghost after all.

Peter seemed well dressed, though the least he could do was at least try to act polite.

"I'm a writer of sorts," she began. "I'm a reporter for the Times, and I love writing for them, especially social justice issues."

"Social justice issues, so you like stating your opinions?"

"Absolutely, if being a reporter is going to make a difference in the world, that's how I'm going to do it. Just like how ghost busting makes a difference for the city."

"So, when you say social justice issues, do you also talk about feminist rights?" Peter asked.

"Of course, in this day and age, women are capable of so many things. We can have our own careers, our own lives."

"I think that's the problem with a lot of women," Peter began. "They're so involved in their own lives, it's impossible for them to date and settle down."

Jane's eyes narrowed. "That's not true, I know a lot of women who are married with kids, and they're successful in their own field."

"Maybe if the world went back to a more traditional family setting, perhaps society would be a better place."

Jane's eyes widen. Traditional? Her brow narrowed. How did Janine even know this guy?

"Guys like you are the reason why us girls have to work so much harder than you men." She got up from her chair.

"Hey, where you're going?"

"And Janine told me you were a doctor. From the look of your suit, you must have had it for a long time, huh? From the start since tonight, you've been acting like a child."

"I was only stating my opinion…!" Peter breathed. "It doesn't mean I think we should revert back to the fifties."

"You know, my aunt used to have a big, fat orange tabby cat that always got on my nerves and he reminds me a lot of you."

"Does he hate Mondays?"

Jane groaned. "You are so infuriating…!"

She began to walk away. "If you're not going to put any effort into this date, I don't see the point of being here further. Goodbye!"

Janine was definitely going to hear about this.