Who wouldn't want to date all this blonde, over- plucked mess?
Anyhoo, he picks me up at my dorm (where I was a RA) in his
busted up Jeep. Not that I care what a guy drives, so long as it is safe. The
floorboards in the passenger side were ripped up and I could see the road below
me as we were driving- eeeks!
First thing he said we needed to do was go to the mall (Baskin
Robbins) where his brother worked to pick up something. Not sure what it was,
but he told me I could wait in the car while he went in. What a gentleman! I sat
and looked at the pavement, when I should have escaped.
He asked if I liked scary movies, which I said no. He said
OK, we were going to see Red Dragon, which might be scary, but probably not.
(It was the dumb prequel/ sequel? to
Silence of the Lambs and wasn't "scary"). We somehow were
talking about being intoxicated while watching movies, and he asked if I
wanted to sneak a 6 pack into the theater in my purse. I said not really. (I do enjoy a bev, but I’m old fashioned and
would prefer a “proper” first date). We did not have a 6 pack while watching
the movie-, which he was a little butt hurt over this.
After the movie (at the $1 theater, where I did not get
popcorn or candy), he asked if I liked to play pool. I said not really- I hadn’t really played much, so I was probably
not good. He said good, we could go to this (redneck) sports bar to play pool and have a
drink. He got us a table right next to another couple. The woman playing was a
dishwater blond with her hooters all sorts of on display (nope, not jealous, I
was more blessed up there than her).
Anyhoo, date strikes up a conversation with them to discuss
one of the sports games on. My date seriously did not stop talking to the
woman. When her dude left to get more drinks, he was on her like a fly on poo.
He didn’t even look up from her (chest) when it was his turn to play. (I think he got her number too). It
obviously wasn’t going too well.
He did walk me to the door afterwards, which was the only
plus. We didn’t have a second date and public speaking class was a little awkward
for the rest of the semester.
My close runner up for worst first date ever is the guy who asked me out when I was
working at a fancy spa (he came in for a waxing- should have known better).
We went out for drinks after dinner when he starting taking shots and getting
obliterated (and he had picked me up). I asked if he was going to be driving me
home- yes, yes he was planning on doing that after several cocktails and shots.
I called my little brother to pick me up & he took me home. Drinking- OK, drinking
& driving- deal breaker!
P.S. my first date with my husband was at a restaurant by
the river and we went for a nice walk along the water afterwards. He opened my
door and spoke intelligently, as well as asked me questions about me, my
family, etc. Those are keepers ladies. What's your worst first date (or best)?
Hahaha wow. That is TERRIBLE.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite part of the above photo is the fact that Moyer's "S" is backwards :)
ReplyDeleteHaha! One guy I went out with (from match.com) told the guys sitting at the restaurant bar (before I got there) that he was gonna have some sex with me that night. Hahaha. When he went to the bathroom, they came and told me. I ordered a round of Patron shots for everyone at the bar (on his tab) and then drove myself home. Men are something!
ReplyDeleteomg...I cannot beleive that first date!! that is movie material.
ReplyDeletethat is a terrible first date and very rude of him! but at least it's blogging material for later on in life LOL. ok here are my worst:
ReplyDelete1) guy asks me out; we meet at the theater. when i get there, he asks if i can buy the tickets because he didn't bring any money. i just turned around, got into my car and went home.
2) guy asks me out; we went to a coffee shop. bill comes, total is about $3.50. guy wants to go dutch. i get up, throw my change on the table and leave his cheap ass.
3) guy asks me out; had a nice time at dinner but right before we get the bill, he asks if we can get busy at my place or his place. i tell him he can get busy with himself and i left (asshole!).