About 2 years ago, my friend asked me to go out with this guy that she knew from work. She said she would have herself, but she was seeing someone at the time. So I , being a good friend, agreed. The guy called me the night before to make plans about what to do on our date. He said that he had a single friend and asked if i had any friends who would like to double date with us. So my best friend and I went with him and his friend. It was the most
embarrassing date ever! I never judge a person by looks, but they were such slobs, not shaved and their clothes looked like they had not been washed in years. Well, we decided to go out to dinner. They were so loud and rude! And then my date let out this huge fart! I was ready to end the date there, but they insisted we go to the movies. My friend and I were not amused! So we went to the movies to see I Still Know What You Did Last Summer. Well, we ended up getting kicked out!! They were laughing and throwing ice. Now that was the worst date ever! So my advice is to never ever let a friend set you up on a date!
My 1st date as a divorced woman, I was set up by a friend...bad mistake. I should have known when she told me he was a mortician, but I thought it couldn't be that bad, wrong again. We decided to me for late lunch at a local deli, myself thinking it would not be busy at this time. He showed up in his baby blue leisure suit, silk
striped shirt and vitalis hair (hair oil stuff) ( folks this was 1995), and on that particular day everyone I knew was having a late lunch at the deli. I don't think I have ever been so embarrasses in my life. Needless to say that was my first and last date for a very long time. He was like something out of a movie or another era.
Well, I had been separated from my husband for about 6 months, and living on my own for the first time in many years. I had a really nice, and nice looking neighbor across the street, and thought he might be someone I wanted to go out with. He had a son about the same age as mine, and the boys would play together when they were both there at the same time. My best friend, who also happened to be the assistant manager of the apartments we lived in, knew him well, so she told him of my interest, but as it turns out, he had just been dumped by his
fiancé and was not interested in a relationship at that time. However his best friend, Dean, had seen me around when he was at my neighbor's house, and wanted to go out with me. So my best friend decided that my birthday was the perfect opportunity to set us up. She and my neighbor and Dean took me out for dinner. As we sat at the bar waiting for our table at the restaurant, Dean just kept staring at me, and getting really
close, and asking me a lot of very personal questions. I was very uncomfortable with this, but I am one of those people who hates to hurt anyone's feelings, so I just kinda played it off. We had dinner, and then all went back to my place to watch a movie. Dean sat next to me, and started running his hand up and down my leg, at which point I told him I didn't think that this was going to work out, and that actually, I was more interested in his friend (my neighbor). Well, he got up and walked outside to his truck. My friend walked out to check on him, and he was outside, actually crying, because I didn't like him. This is after we had known each other for only about 3 hours. I never saw him again, but from then on we referred to him as Dean the Weenie.
A friend met a guy at a movie premiere and went out on a date with him and had a marvelous time. We were together the evening that she met him so he insisted that I go out with his co-worker. After talking to him on the phone he seemed just as charming as my friend's new admirer so I agreed to have dinner with him. Well the Magic moment arrived and Prince Charming came to pick me up at my Mother's house (just in case). Well we began walking down the walkway and came to his Blue
Volkswagen Vanagon. Since my friends always accuse me of being a snob regarding material matters I hopped in the car and was determined to proceed with the evening until my "date" handed me a
flashlight and requested that I shine it out of the window since his headlights were not working and asked me if I knew how to get to the Beverly Hills Cheesecake Factory using the
side streets so he could avoid the cops. I then suggested we take my car but he insisted that he was a gentleman and women should
not drive on the first date. Rather than risk being killed I suggested we stay at my Mom's and watch a movie.
I had been on this long, long dry spell, I mean we're talkin like 10 months without even a phone call. My friend Missy decided I needed to go out with one of her boyfriend's buddies. It was terrible!!! First of all we were obviously not each other's types. He was like an alternative kind of guy where I'm more like this bright flashy, red lipstick wearing kind of girl. When we met we said hi and that was pretty much all he said to me the whole night. We went to see a movie and I had to pay my own way, he did not even offer. He did not sit my me and he saw some friends of his and went over and hung out with them for a while. Then after the movie we went for ice cream, once again I paid and once again he would not sit by me. When the terrible night was finally over he was like, "Bye." Ok, even if he was not interested in me he did could of at least been polite. Right? I sure thought so, its not like I was all about him either So anyway, that is my
He brought me to the best restaurant, showed me off like a trophy, and when any of his mail associates got close to me, he'd grab my waist and hold me tight.
After fumbling through the dinner with him regaling me with his business and advertising exploits, he started asking me personal questions. I fended them off, and looked at my watch and asked where the bathroom was. He escorted me to the bathroom!!!
So I begged some poor woman to go to the maitre d' and request a female server to lend assistance to me in the ladies' room as I was feeling rather ill. The establishment obliged, so I asked the server to please call my pager and explained the whole horrid date. She smiled and said that I was not the only one who had asked for this help. Worse, it was with the same gentleman. So she decided to change the scene a bit, and have a call put through from my fictitious husband. It would be her boyfriend in the lounge.
I get back a bit flushed, and my date asks to go to the lounge. I refuse. Just then the call comes through. HE gets up upon hearing the call from Mr. Ross... my husband, and goes to the lounge. I warn the person on the other end of the line and he says "no problem.... >click<"
Next thing I know, my date is being escorted out the door for harassing a customer. The server who helped me followed him with the bill. He pointed to me across the room, and she shook her head.
By this time, I am sooo embarrassed, but her boyfriend comes up to me and introduces himself. I ask him to join me in a dinner that had not started. He laughed and said that my date had paid for it already, so we might as well.
Ok, here is my story...And I am gonna tell ya, it is a long one. I was 17 years old, and a senior in high school. There was this absolutely adorable guy who was across the hall from my classroom. He started sending me letters asking me out. Some of the letters were kinda weird (telling me his whole life story) so I was a little reluctant. But all the girls in my class kept telling me to go for it... So I did. Well, we met one night and were actually having a really nice time. Then he said something that really made me wonder about him.. He tells me he loves me.. Ok, every woman knows that men only say that for one reason... But that wasn't the case here.. He really meant it.. Ok, now I am really thinking that this guy is a wacko! Well, it gets even better.. He tells me that he ran away from the Juvenile home to see me.. And that he needs a place to stay for the night... Now, you have to know me.. I can't be mean to somebody if I tried.. I felt kinda bad for the!
I met this guy through a acquaintance of mine. He and his girlfriend had just broken up and I was told he just wanted a friendly ear and someone to hang out with.
Since I wasn't interested in a relationship at the moment either, (I was at the end of my third year with one more to go and didn't have time to devote to any relationship),
I decided that I would hang out with this guy after my finals. When he called, I told him we could meet the day I wrote my finals because I knew I would be in a celebratory mood
and I now had time so we could spend the afternoon and part of the evening together. He agreed, and told me that since I would be doing him a
favor by helping him to get his mind off his problems, he would arrange everything. I knew that he didn't make a lot of money, so I told him he didn't have to be extravagant. We could spend the day at the park or
we could go driving for a while (to get to know each other a little better).
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