"The night began with my date slowing down only enough for me to jump into to his car. Without hesitation he announces, 'Hey, I didn't have time to shower, so I bought this,' proceeding to spray air-freshener behind my seat and inevitably all over me. (Lovely, New-Car scent, but I DID shower.)
He takes me to a local spot for some beer and tacos. Almost immediately he begins to burp- CONTINUOUSLY! I'm embarrassed because other customers are starting to notice. After a rather large release he announces, 'Oh, man. Beer gives me gas.'
Apparently that is not all it does; I endured stories of the previous night where his primary objective was to get his boss's daughter drunk and hit on her, how stupid cops are, how he's 'SO in [my pants]' (no way!), insulting questions of 'Am I pregnant?' (If I was, he'd 'take Shorty home STAT') AND, "Am I infertile?!" (sooo not appropriate!)
Insanely, the date continued, where he whisked us off to a not-so-romantic evening viewing of 'Star Wars.' He pouted when we got crappy seats and yelled multiple times at the screen during the movie. I couldn't sink lower in my chair if I tried!
I practically ran from the car as he yelled out the sun roof, 'Call me sometime!'
LESSON ONE: The man in the elevator at the gynecologist's office IS creepy! STAY HOME!"
-Gayle W. in Costa Mesa, CA
LOL, I bet you thought THAT was my date! This is the first installment of "Worst Dates" for all my single girl readers. Feel free to comment, if you can relate!
If it were me, I would've called it a night after the beer-burping incident and comments about being so-into my pants. I have to admit, the story is hilarious. Think she called him?