Dating story in Reykjavik I: the Spanish man

The first time we met he mentioned his bitchy wife.

The second time we met he pointed a finger at me and preached me about me being able to keep my individual right of freely choosing not to put certain experimental substance in my body because other people sacrificed themselves by freely choosing to put that same experimental substance on their own bodies.

And that was all.

Boy, I am fed up of people bossing me around...