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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ok then
For some reason only girls who already have boyfriends find me vaguely attractive, and that has caused some problems. One morning after a particularly successful 'date' (read drunken pull followed by slightly guilty monkey-sex) I was in the shower with my lady when I heard a knock coming from the front door to her room (uni flat). My lady's face goes pale and she informs me it must be her boyfriend (who is a big lad and not adverse to random acts of violence) so she leaps out of the shower, grabs her dressing gown and answers the door. I can hear voices arguing at the door. There is a terrible instant were I'm looking out of the bathroom door towards the open window, trying to work out if there's any possible way I could grab my boxers on the way out...
Thankfully it was just her flatmate complaining about the noise. Shat myself.
( , Sat 23 Oct 2004, 20:51, Reply)
For some reason only girls who already have boyfriends find me vaguely attractive, and that has caused some problems. One morning after a particularly successful 'date' (read drunken pull followed by slightly guilty monkey-sex) I was in the shower with my lady when I heard a knock coming from the front door to her room (uni flat). My lady's face goes pale and she informs me it must be her boyfriend (who is a big lad and not adverse to random acts of violence) so she leaps out of the shower, grabs her dressing gown and answers the door. I can hear voices arguing at the door. There is a terrible instant were I'm looking out of the bathroom door towards the open window, trying to work out if there's any possible way I could grab my boxers on the way out...
Thankfully it was just her flatmate complaining about the noise. Shat myself.
( , Sat 23 Oct 2004, 20:51, Reply)
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