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Ever gone on a date when "she" turned out to be a male university lecturer in his 50s who tucked his shirt into his Y-fronts? No, me neither. Tell us how it all went shit-faced.
( , Thu 4 Sep 2014, 13:13)
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I met a girl on Match
she looked pretty, she came across bubbly. We agreed to meetup for some drinks.
I put on a nice shirt, jeans, shoes.
I arrived at the bar (actually a hotel) and waited with a beer.
Then she arrived, dolled up to the max. 6" stilettos, shiny pink mini dress, Brunette hair done to the max. She was stunning, but in a trashy Jordan kinda way.
She looked alot like a hooker.
We chatted, I drank, she drank more ( i noticed drinks seemed to evaporate in front of her).
She then decided to tell me all of her history (bear in mind this was more of a meetup and see what you think of each other rather than a date)
Lord help me her history.
She told me she was a stripper in Manchester (half my brain at this point went into celebration mode, the other went into a mild panic. Not GF material, but a hell of a shag on the cards?), and that she used to date a of Head of one of the largest gangs in Liverpool. Alarm bells are starting to ring here.
I had just finished telling her a charming quip about how my car isnt fast, but its a nice runner. But, in return, and quite off topic I was now proceeding to get smashed in the face with facts about her history.. and not nice facts. Bang one after another!
My mind wandered about how out of the norm it was to divulge such secrets to what i was - a complete stranger - a stranger you are looking to date. He has bought you one drink, you have known each other for 90 mins.
"...and then I tried to commit suicide" she said, as i connected back into the conversation again.
"What? wow", I tried to act sympathetic, but I knew I could bolt.. if I wanted to. But hey, Id had a few pints and I couldnt be @rsed, plus I hadnt had s3x in ages, and well, I felt lucky.
"yeah I tried to commit suicide, when my sister found me..just in time apparently,. but don't worry, this is all well behind me" she laughed - nervously.
"really?" I asked. Well done, "when did this all happen?" I asked, wondering if it was suitable to change the subject yet.
"2 months ago"
*Alarm bells intensify the ringing*
I made my excuses and finished off my beer. She gulped her Double vodka.
"Ok, well, erm, I better get a cab, nice meeting you" I was nearly home and dry, it was an interesting night, not one I want to revisit, I felt kind of embarrassed. What a odd one.
"Lets share a cab" she proclaimed, "you can meet my friends!"
oh dear - I thought. I knew we would find it hard to get a cab from where we were. She knew I lived just beyond were she was going. I couldnt get out of it.
My cab turned up. She just got in, without me agreeing.
She held my hand.
I noticed the stench of cheap perfume. she continued to off load her history, then laugh at how silly it all was. It wasnt. It was scary.
We arrived in Birkenhead - she grabbed my hand, paid the taxi man and proceeded to push me into one of the nasty town bars. Chavvy isnt the word. Where everyone is wearing Lacoste, and rockport shoes, heavily gelled hair, with bottles of VK orange in both hands. Happy hard core bellowed out from all directions.
I got a becks and made it to the edge of the dance floor. The girl found me and proceeded to snog my face off. Wow. This is now becoming difficult. She likes me, and Im scared of her. I am now involved with a nutjob. Who, Im scared might still be suicidal, whom me saying fuck off to, might send her back into Suicidal oblivion.
I just wanted to leave, but every time, I tried, she would grab my arm and introduce me to one of her Scally mates. eventually I convinced her I was in work the next day (which i was, like i said - this was meant to be a simple met up - quick bevy and a chat). I left. Exhausted.
i then performed an excersise akin to an assasin cleaning up a murder scene. destroy all evidence etc
I then copied the text I received from another unsucessful Match.com girl I had met a few days before, talking about "not right for me, you were really nice etc, good luck" sent it to her and deleted her from my phone.
Nut job.
( , Mon 8 Sep 2014, 23:34, 55 replies)
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Clever, the cops will presume she just disappeared or someone else did it
( , Tue 9 Sep 2014, 4:04, closed)
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How has no one else pointed this out yet??
( , Tue 9 Sep 2014, 21:46, closed)
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Adult illiteracy and innumeracy often go hand in hand.
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( , Wed 10 Sep 2014, 9:13, closed)
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You should try it. Invite that young baggenfork chap. You both clearly need to chill out and stop pretending to be pensioners.
( , Wed 10 Sep 2014, 9:18, closed)
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Go on you can do it. The support worker will help
( , Wed 10 Sep 2014, 11:16, closed)
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Posting on qotw is not the first thing on my mind. Your evenings "out" must suck gigantic salty donkey dick :(
( , Wed 10 Sep 2014, 12:44, closed)
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But you're right ... we didn't play spin the bottle in fancy dress and we didn't share a job lot of pizza and think we were being fancy.
And I didn't fuck psychodweeb on my way home.
( , Wed 10 Sep 2014, 13:58, closed)
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That's quite some ego for someone who's too prudish to type the words "arsed" and "sex".
( , Tue 9 Sep 2014, 8:35, closed)
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but he was obviously a virgin when this story happened.
( , Tue 9 Sep 2014, 8:41, closed)
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It's almost as if he has utter contempt for her as an individual, reasoning that anyone who earns money this way is simply fuckmeat. Almost.
( , Tue 9 Sep 2014, 9:59, closed)
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almost without precedent
( , Tue 9 Sep 2014, 10:08, closed)
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Nice shirt ... hotel ... shoes. Eeee, that sounds reet posh.
( , Tue 9 Sep 2014, 8:53, closed)
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"I had just finished telling her a charming quip about how my car isnt fast, but its a nice runner."
Sounds like the anecdote to end them all...
( , Tue 9 Sep 2014, 11:33, closed)
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than telling them about the fuel efficiency of your Vauxhall
( , Tue 9 Sep 2014, 11:38, closed)
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With 10 strippers, 7 MASSIVE drugs and a jacuzzi full of white tigers.
I can get you a special rate cos I know a guy who can get you anything for £50 and also as I am the Chosen One.
( , Wed 10 Sep 2014, 12:34, closed)
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your ability to recall past postings is quite breathtaking. Where by breathtaking I mean "autistic"
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( , Wed 10 Sep 2014, 9:19, closed)
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As she usually does.
( , Wed 10 Sep 2014, 9:30, closed)
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Is that you said drinks were evaporating in front of her, but later she was telling you her life history, when you had only bought her one drink.
So was she buying all the drinks?
Also, is Lacoste chavvy? Because I am out of touch and won't buy lacoste if people will think I am a chav.
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( , Wed 10 Sep 2014, 12:31, closed)
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It turned out that she was lovely.
( , Wed 10 Sep 2014, 13:13, closed)
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