A First Date Story
Bless her. I'm so glad I am not out on the dating scene anymore. Elizabeth's story reminded me of the date I went on where the boy (who turned out to be wayyyy shorter than I was...he lied about his height) told me he was looking for a woman to have "good many" babies and stay home. "No woman of his would work!" He then proceeded to try to run a guy off the road later on in the evening.
Then there was the guy who wanted to go back to his apartment where he popped in "Beauty and the Beast" and proceeded to drink himself into a stupor. Luckily it was near campus, so I walked home! Crazy.
Sigh. Good times! :)
Tell us about a bad date you went on.
Then there was the guy who wanted to go back to his apartment where he popped in "Beauty and the Beast" and proceeded to drink himself into a stupor. Luckily it was near campus, so I walked home! Crazy.
Sigh. Good times! :)
Tell us about a bad date you went on.
posted by Jenny at Sunday, August 06, 2006
6 Comments:
No, it wasn't that show. It was the ANIMATED DISNEY CLASSIC! WEIRDO!
The actual Beauty and the Beast?! Are you kidding me?! Geez!
I know I've had some horrible first dates but I think I've blocked them out of my memory. I'm drawing a blank at the moment for one to share.
What about the guy you went out with, dumped him not too long after the date started and met us at Ixtapa? What was his problem? Was it a big belt buckle or something? All I can remember is laughing my butt off! Not AT you of course but WITH you! :)
Oh yeah. That guy also got drunk immediately and his car had a hole in the bottom of it. I could see the road.
I made people drink. Sad!
Oh, I had some doozies! Didn't we all? One favorite - I'd been double dating with a friend of mine in college a lot - her guy and his room mate. They were fun, frat-boy types who had a great old house in Cloverdale. We'd had a great time hanging out all summer long (she was in LOVE and we were "the friend and the room mate" who were always tagging along) Then one fateful night R and I had the misfortune to go out alone. Can I just say that we had NOTHING to talk about? I mean, it was BAD, and I can talk to a brick wall. I clearly remember being at Sommer's Place and both of us totally watching the Braves game on the television there in the bar, thinking the food couldn't come fast enough and me being totally relieved to see a girl I worked with so I could talk to *someone*. The kicker? I find out over the course of the evening that not only had he been married before, but to someone with my same name and he proceeded to tell me all about how horrible she was and how he hated her cat. (keep in mind that I'm merely 21 at the time, not to mention a total cat freak!) It was funny - that night he walked me to the door, gave me the quick peck on the lips and said he'd call me. The whole time I'm thinking "Dear god, let this be a line." Thankfully, it was. He never called - Whew!!! Oh, the college days....
Oh and that same guy? 40 minutes late and never called to say he was running late. LOSER!
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