I recently read a blog that told about bad date stories. And I thought it was hilarious! So, let's open up and talk about bad dates!
I've got a couple of stories to share. First, my very worst date ever was a blind date. My co-worker set us up because she wanted another couple to come with her to a latin dance. She set me up with her Brazilian friend (she's Brazilian), and we went...and I don't know how to latin dance! Needless to say, I was an awful date because I couldn't dance. And he was an awful date because he spent most of the time dancing with my co-worker! I've had some other lame dates, but this one takes the cake.
Second, I also want to you about an almost-bad-date that I had with Dave. We'd been going out or spending time together a couple times a week for about three weeks. Dave lived in Salt Lake, and I didn't have a car, so he was making a big effort to come and spend time with me. And he had almost convinced himself that I wasn't interested in him. He had some friends telling him that I didn't seem interested, but he also had some friends encouraging him. So just couldn't make up his mind.
Well, this date almost made up his mind for him that I didn't like him! This is what happened. We went to watch a movie. I REALLY liked him. I was having so much fun with him. But I also didn't know how he felt, and I didn't know if he was going to keep coming down from SLC to see me, especially since he was starting another semester of law school and really busy. Let's just say that I was really confused, so I was kind of limiting my show of affection for him. Okay, I sat on my hands at the movie!!! I'm an idiot! But I wasn't trying to get rid of him, I just needed to be made a little more comfortable with the situation.
So, on the way home from the movie, Dave is sitting in the drivers seat, fuming! He is getting himself ready to drop me off and tell me that we probably won't go out again. There was a lot of silence in the car. I am oblivious to the tension there, though. I am sitting there, thinking away about how much I ADORE this man next to me. Dave chose that moment to ask, "What are you thinking about?" AWKWARD! I couldn't just casually say, "I was just thinking about how much I like you."
It took some quick thinking. There was a funny story about my biology class at BYU that I had alluded to but not told him, because it was embarassing. I decided that as my cover at that moment, I would break down and tell him this embarassing story. So I said, "I was just thinking that it was time I told you what happened in biology." And I proceeded with the story. Lucky for me, Dave took that as a sign of good faith, that I really was interested in him, and several hours later that night we both ended up telling each other that we liked each other. I didn't find out until a while later that I almost blew it that night!
Okay, now it's your turn! I'd like to hear some bad/embarassing date stories from all of you. And I'm contemplating giving a prize to whoever has the best story. I'm not sure what it will be yet, but Dave made some fabulous whoopie cakes tonight that I think would be worth the public embarassment!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
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This guy and I had been friends for awhile and we decided we wanted to date when he returned from summer break. He got back and we "dated," which really meant that we did nothing different from the way it had been before.
I planned a date to SLC to the Melting Pot. I drove us from Provo to SLC (had had no car), he wanted to split the check, but I paid (it was like $100 dinner), then I drove us back. On the way back to SLC we talked about getting married. I told him that I wanted to marry him and he expressed similar sentiments. However, after we returned to Provo--he completely avoided me for two weeks when he told me that he was going on an internship and wanted to break up.
I know that isn't a particular date...but that was such a horrible relationship and the only date we actually went on--and I thought it was pretty bad because I had to set it up, drive, and pay. I couldn't believe that he wanted to split the check....man! Some guys have no clue.
But my prom date was a blind date and that was pretty bad too. He danced with me once and spent the rest of the night dancing with girls he knew from my class. I think I said about 10 words to him. Disappointing. I did spend some time in the bathroom crying. But the shopping and getting dressed up was fun.
When I was in high school, the VP's son asked me out in front of a group of people, so I couldn't say no and embarass him. He was a really good player on the basketball team and so was my BF's boyfriend, so we made a double date out of it. He was a black guy, and he picked the movie he wanted to see which was about a black boxer. I remember it was kind of "anti-white people" in some scenes. (I don't remember the movie.) Anyways, half-way into the movie, the fire alarm went off! I bent over for 5 seconds to put my slip-on shoes back on. I sat up just in time to see him jump over the seats in front of us and take off down the aisle and out the emergency exit!
My friend and I looked at each other in disbelief and got up and walked out together. (Her boyfriend had just so happened to be in the bathroom at that moment.) After a few minutes outside, my date comes up and says, "Hey." Anyways, needless to say, it was akward. THEN, he had the nerve to ask me if I wanted to go to prom with him!!!!!!! I told him I already had a date with a good friend of mine from church ... which was a lie!!! Afterwards, he asked if I wanted to get something to eat, and my friend and I were like, "We're not hungry." I got a ride home with my friend!
I feel sorry for him looking back, he must have had some weird fear of fire! LOL!
(As a side note, my BF's boyfriend said someone was smoking in the bathroom ... maybe it was him ... and that is why the fire alarm went off! High school! Ha!)
Wow! Those are both pretty bad! Haha! So you both win. Hannah and Holly, email your addresses to me at sp.merryleigh at gmail dot com, and I will send you your prize!
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