My Blind Date Called Me a Fish Peddler,He Didn't Know I Own the Ocean

I'd barely gotten off a voyage across the Pacific when my mother strong-armed me into a blind date.

The guy was tall, rich, and handsome, and more to the point his family did business with mine, so I figured I'd give it a shot and said yes.

But I'd only just sat down when the buddy he'd brought along pinched his nose and started fanning the air like his life depended on it.

"Where's that reek of dead fish and rotten shrimp coming from? Absolutely revolting."

"There's no end to these gold-diggers these days. Now even fishmongers think they can show up to a blind date?"