My Worst Date
I have horrible memories of a blind date where, desperately grabbing something at the last minute, I wore an enormously long scarf so she'd recognise me. I looked like a twat, it was clear she thought so too, and we stood saying nothing for 15 minutes in a pub before running away.
What's your worst date experience?
( , Fri 22 Oct 2004, 9:59)
I have horrible memories of a blind date where, desperately grabbing something at the last minute, I wore an enormously long scarf so she'd recognise me. I looked like a twat, it was clear she thought so too, and we stood saying nothing for 15 minutes in a pub before running away.
What's your worst date experience?
( , Fri 22 Oct 2004, 9:59)
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I was 17, he was 23.
He was an artist, while I was working as an assistant draftsman in an architect's office. I thought he was cool.
The feeling, unfortunately, was not mutual: particularly after he came to join me one evening when we were out with the firm's partners, drinking truly monstrous quantites of red wine.
After getting the train home, he had to hold my hair / coat / shoes out of the way while I sicked up pints of pinot grigio all over the platform and his suede desert boots.
Needless to say, eight years on, we are no longer together.
( , Fri 22 Oct 2004, 11:48, Reply)
He was an artist, while I was working as an assistant draftsman in an architect's office. I thought he was cool.
The feeling, unfortunately, was not mutual: particularly after he came to join me one evening when we were out with the firm's partners, drinking truly monstrous quantites of red wine.
After getting the train home, he had to hold my hair / coat / shoes out of the way while I sicked up pints of pinot grigio all over the platform and his suede desert boots.
Needless to say, eight years on, we are no longer together.
( , Fri 22 Oct 2004, 11:48, Reply)
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