Right, I can't sleep so I'd like to know something.
Hands up who's had a horrible date. Tell me about it, I need cheering up.
I have two contenders. My first was blind, in itself a bad start, and I was only about fifteen so had no idea what was supposed to happen anyway.
We went to see Se7en, not a bad movie, but I knew things weren't right when the lad said right off the bat "You can hold onto my arm if you get scared".
No. Just no. I don't think so young fella-me-lad.
After the film we went to McDonalds, where I paid for my own food - I'd do that anyway, but it's nice for the date instigator to at least offer. Damn equality.
Plus it turns out his brother and sister were right behind us in line to "make sure he was safe"...
After all these thrilling developments, we ate the meal in the train station, of all places. I've never been so glad to get home - three hours summed up in six sentences is not a good date.
Second was someone who asked me out when he was doing a survey in the street, but for some reason he looked really disappointed when we met at the cinema, as if I'd deliberately put on weight or something to spite him, it was a really strange look.
He then insisted on seeing a particular film that had stopped showing, and drove me round no less than four cinemas trying to find it. We gave up after an hour and a half, at which point he decided to do lots of handbrake turns in the car park as some form of alternative entertainment. Then he drove me to a pub my friends were at and buggered off, which we took as an invitation to take the piss out of him. That made me feel a little better, I like my friends.
Mine are bad, but rather bland - someone must have worse than this?
Hands up who's had a horrible date. Tell me about it, I need cheering up.
I have two contenders. My first was blind, in itself a bad start, and I was only about fifteen so had no idea what was supposed to happen anyway.
We went to see Se7en, not a bad movie, but I knew things weren't right when the lad said right off the bat "You can hold onto my arm if you get scared".
No. Just no. I don't think so young fella-me-lad.
After the film we went to McDonalds, where I paid for my own food - I'd do that anyway, but it's nice for the date instigator to at least offer. Damn equality.
Plus it turns out his brother and sister were right behind us in line to "make sure he was safe"...
After all these thrilling developments, we ate the meal in the train station, of all places. I've never been so glad to get home - three hours summed up in six sentences is not a good date.
Second was someone who asked me out when he was doing a survey in the street, but for some reason he looked really disappointed when we met at the cinema, as if I'd deliberately put on weight or something to spite him, it was a really strange look.
He then insisted on seeing a particular film that had stopped showing, and drove me round no less than four cinemas trying to find it. We gave up after an hour and a half, at which point he decided to do lots of handbrake turns in the car park as some form of alternative entertainment. Then he drove me to a pub my friends were at and buggered off, which we took as an invitation to take the piss out of him. That made me feel a little better, I like my friends.
Mine are bad, but rather bland - someone must have worse than this?
