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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The Art of Dry Paint
Was drunk when I met a girl in a club, had a dance, a kiss and exchanged numbers. Speak to her next day and agree to go to the pub. Remembered her as being a lovely hot blonde, but the beer goggles effect was on full - she turned up kinda scruffy lookin', unfortunate facial moles/spots and not as trim as I remembered. Thought "OK, Let's just see how it goes."
She found out I worked in Computers and spent the whole evening talking about them with me nodding in a docile fashion (I don't talk about my programming job because I know it'll bore people to death). Turns out she was 33 (I was 23 at the time and thought she was about 21 on the night) and had been in a car crash that affected her short term memory - she could only remember people if they told her their full name. Spent the whole night absolutely bored s**tless and amazed that she started going out with her ex-boyfriend 13 years a go (ie probably before my balls had dropped).
Needless to say, left it at "I'll call you" and fled into the night - luckily I never told her my full name...
( , Tue 26 Oct 2004, 19:38, Reply)
Was drunk when I met a girl in a club, had a dance, a kiss and exchanged numbers. Speak to her next day and agree to go to the pub. Remembered her as being a lovely hot blonde, but the beer goggles effect was on full - she turned up kinda scruffy lookin', unfortunate facial moles/spots and not as trim as I remembered. Thought "OK, Let's just see how it goes."
She found out I worked in Computers and spent the whole evening talking about them with me nodding in a docile fashion (I don't talk about my programming job because I know it'll bore people to death). Turns out she was 33 (I was 23 at the time and thought she was about 21 on the night) and had been in a car crash that affected her short term memory - she could only remember people if they told her their full name. Spent the whole night absolutely bored s**tless and amazed that she started going out with her ex-boyfriend 13 years a go (ie probably before my balls had dropped).
Needless to say, left it at "I'll call you" and fled into the night - luckily I never told her my full name...
( , Tue 26 Oct 2004, 19:38, Reply)
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