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)?