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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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Quite a few as it happens
1. Went out on with friends one night and got exceptionally drunk. Anyway; it had been a year since I left college; and I ended up recognising a girl who was in the same year as me. I kind of knew her through various friends (although you'd have to draw a diagram to show how) but had never spoken to her. Anyway; proceeded to try it on; and got in with her. I was too drunk, so she put her number on my phone for me.

Fast-forward a few nights; and we've been texting each other and arrange to meet up. At the 11th hour; she tels me she will be with a couple of friends as her plans for the day changed; but we'd soon be able to loose them. Ok I thought; and off I went.

Now i'm a fairly normal kind of bloke; and went wearing clothes that were fairly smart (although i regret to say; in a townie kind of way) but nothing ridiculous.

Anyway; I must have been so drunk as to not look at what this girl was wearing when I pulled her. Because when I saw her and her friends I felt quite scared....

They were all goths. In a pretty serious way. Black lipstick all round. Hmmmm.

Cue me sitting there in silience for a bit; going to the toilet; and to everyones delight slipping out the door too. Phew!

2. Much shorter this time. Met a female friend in a pub with her (one year younger and previuosly un-met) sister, intentions were clear that she wanted me to try it on.

Now I'm quite tall (6'4") and they were sat at a table in the corner of this pub. I had to manover round delecatly; and en route passed the ash tray.

Which was full...

And I sneezed...

And it went everywhere...

Turns out little sister is an avid non-smoker and sat there looking as if she wanted to cry as she tried to brush the ash off her top.

Needless to say; it didn't work out
(, Sat 23 Oct 2004, 12:46, Reply)

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