Day 11: Your worst/funniest/most embarrassing date
Hahahaha oh man, anyone who knows me knows I definitely have stories to tell. I’ve had some interesting experiences so I’ll share a couple with ya’ll today.
There was this one guy, he looked like a tool (you know those mirror pictures and the whole jersey shore look going on) but was nice and friendly enough. I wasn’t sure I wanted to meet him, but Barbara told me to keep an open mind and go anyways. So, off I went to the middle of Boston. Earlier in the day, he had given me his address to meet him at his place, and for me, I don’t like to meet guys for the first time at their place. It’s creepy and you never know who is an axe murderer. I told him no, and I wanted to meet him at a nearby popular park. He said okay. When I got there, he told me he wasn’t ready and to start walking towards his place and go figure, he still wasn’t ready when I got to his building. Fast forward me waiting at least 5 minutes. The majority of our conversation went like this:
Guy – Hey, lets go up to my place, I have a really nice balcony I want to show you.
Me – No, thats okay, I’m not comfortable going up there.
Guy: Why not? It’s not stranger danger.
Me: I just met you, I don’t know anything about you.
Guy: Let’s just say yesterday was when we met! Come on, lets go. I want to show you my place.
Me: Nah, I’m good.
Guy: Okay ugh, let’s walk to the park here…
Fast forward to when we were sitting on the bench. I was wearing a dress and as I sat down, my tattoo started showing. He noticed it and grabbed my dress to try and pull it up to see the tattoo. Needless to say, I went off on him. He then proceeded to try and convince me to go back to his place. When he finally got the idea it wasn’t going to happen:
Guy: (standing up) Well, I’m gonna go back to my place then.
Me: (still sitting) okay.
Guy: ….aren’t you gonna walk me back.
Me: uh…sure (thinking I had to go back that way anyways)
We get back to his place and he says he wants to show me his apartment lobby. Deciding to humor him, I said okay and went with him. He made a run for the elevator and stepped inside and one last time said “come on, let me show you my apartment”. That’s when I said see ya later and walked out.
This all happened in less than 15 minutes. Some guys just don’t understand.
Met up with a guy at a bar. Had a few too many drinks. Decided to walk around Beacon Hill. As we were walking up a street, I lost my balance and toppled into a bag of trash. Then a few weeks later, went on a second date. We were walking around a square chatting. I lost my balance and fell again.
Course, I did warn him in advance that I had horrible balance, but geez, the two times I fell, I just HAD to be with him. Story of my life.
This final story isn’t a date, but Barbara said I needed to put it in since it could of led to a potential date. This is a very short story about how a girl got hit on by a guy and ran away.
Girl was sitting at a coffee shop people watching outside
Guy walks by with a beautiful white dog. Old ladies at table next to girl stop guy to talk to him about the dog
Girl watches the interaction, smiling to herself
Later girl decides to move to another spot down the street. Girl begins walking down and realizes guy is going the same way in front of her
Guy looks back several times as girl gets closer. Guy stops and turns around and asks girl if she was stalking him in a joking way.
Girl freaks out and laughs and says no, I was just about to cross the street.
Guy looks confused as girl crosses street.
Girl realizes what just happened and texts her two best friends. Best friends yell at her for running away and explain guy was trying to start up a conversation.
Girl goes d’oh and will try not to run away next time.