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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scary stalker infliction
not EVEN an actual date. my friend asked me to go to the cinema with her, and turned up with a boy she had met at drama school. later found out she had told HIM that she was setting us up. nice. THANKS.
we all go to the cinema, i still clueless, happily accompany them to a restaurant. said mister soon starts going up to random tables asking the people in a very scary voice if they are 'laughing at him'. cue cringing.
as we are leaving he asks for my number, i have fear and silence, but my charming friend gives it to him.
he then harasses me by mobile, house phone and internet for the next few months. rings and then when i hang up stays on the line for HOURS. waiting. *shudder* sends me messages saying if i don't date him he will kill himself. etc etc.
incidently my postman also used to stalk me- read my mail and follow me to work.
i am flypaper for freaks. and not even the good kind of freaks. weep.
( , Tue 26 Oct 2004, 1:35, Reply)
not EVEN an actual date. my friend asked me to go to the cinema with her, and turned up with a boy she had met at drama school. later found out she had told HIM that she was setting us up. nice. THANKS.
we all go to the cinema, i still clueless, happily accompany them to a restaurant. said mister soon starts going up to random tables asking the people in a very scary voice if they are 'laughing at him'. cue cringing.
as we are leaving he asks for my number, i have fear and silence, but my charming friend gives it to him.
he then harasses me by mobile, house phone and internet for the next few months. rings and then when i hang up stays on the line for HOURS. waiting. *shudder* sends me messages saying if i don't date him he will kill himself. etc etc.
incidently my postman also used to stalk me- read my mail and follow me to work.
i am flypaper for freaks. and not even the good kind of freaks. weep.
( , Tue 26 Oct 2004, 1:35, Reply)
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