Things were going pretty well until I bit into my hamburger. Ow. Something was really wrong. "Are you okay?" asked my date. My eyes started watering. I was so confused, but I nodded. I bit down harder and suddenly the hamburger flew out of my hands. I've never been so bewildered in my life. Only when I held my hand up did the sorry truth stare us in the face. Somehow, my left ring finger had slipped inside the bun of that burger. I bit down on it. And when it hurt,