Before we start today's post, let me remind you of a couple of facts. First, I have a halfway decent memory , and it likes to put me into situations that result in people laughing at me. Secondly, I like to do my share of online shopping . Up until now, those two things have led to funny stories, but they have always been completely unrelated aspects of my life. No more. See, when I shop for things, I don't always shop for actual items for myself. I have been known to use OpenTable to make reservations at restaurants (occasionally, this can lead to me narrowly avoiding making a fool of myself ), to buy tickets for shows through the venue's website, or to have deliveries sent to other people. I'd like to think that all of this is fairly normal, so it happens pretty frequently. In fact, it happens frequently enough that some of the times it happens involves relationships with women; sometimes the restaurant reservations and tickets are for dates, or the deliveries are ...