Third date, he’s making me dinner at his place, I get there, it’s the same shirt. Two weeks have gone by since the first date, I ask him if it’s a running joke, or was it just coincidence. He shows me his closet. Every. Single. Shirt. Every single one is that red “Where’s the Beef?” with yellow writing. He opens a drawer, even more of them, exactly the same. He says the ones in the drawer are a size bigger, for ‘around the house’ and ‘sleeping in’. He has a LOT of them. Probably about 20, I’m not sure. I asked why, he said he just really likes that shirt.