Let's hear about your worst date ever.
Here is one of mine:
Karin was an attractive woman I'd met on match.com. We exchanged a few messages online before we agreed to meet for dinner.
She greeted me enthusiastically, outside the resturaunt and we went in and were led to our table. Almost before my butt hit the seat, she started asking questions.
"So, what are you looking for in a woman?" she asked.
"Well, I...."
"Are you one of those men who doesn't know what he wants?"
"I think I...."
"How do you feel about sex? Are you comfortable with it?"
"I beg your...."
"When was the last time you had sex? Did you use protection?"
"That's none of...."
By this point I knew the outcome, and knew I would never see Karin again, but didn't want to be harsh and just get up in the middle of the meal and split. Buuuuut......
Things went on in this vein through the appetizer, the main course and into dessert. Finally, I stopped trying to answer her.
Finally, she fell silent. I looked up from my dessert in surprise.
"You're very handsome," she said.
"Thanks." I smiled. "And thanks for meeting me for dinner."
She paused again. "What do you think of me? Give me some feedback."
I hesitated.
Her face fell. "Did I overwhelm you?"
"I just...."
"I talked too much, didn't I?"
"Well, you...."
"You think I'm a loser, don't you? Oh, God." And she started to cry.
Eventually, I coaxed her to dry her tears and ushered her out to her car, where she asked to see me again and give her another chance. I gave her a pat on the shoulder and backed slowly away.
Here is one of mine:
Karin was an attractive woman I'd met on match.com. We exchanged a few messages online before we agreed to meet for dinner.
She greeted me enthusiastically, outside the resturaunt and we went in and were led to our table. Almost before my butt hit the seat, she started asking questions.
"So, what are you looking for in a woman?" she asked.
"Well, I...."
"Are you one of those men who doesn't know what he wants?"
"I think I...."
"How do you feel about sex? Are you comfortable with it?"
"I beg your...."
"When was the last time you had sex? Did you use protection?"
"That's none of...."
By this point I knew the outcome, and knew I would never see Karin again, but didn't want to be harsh and just get up in the middle of the meal and split. Buuuuut......
Things went on in this vein through the appetizer, the main course and into dessert. Finally, I stopped trying to answer her.
Finally, she fell silent. I looked up from my dessert in surprise.
"You're very handsome," she said.
"Thanks." I smiled. "And thanks for meeting me for dinner."
She paused again. "What do you think of me? Give me some feedback."
I hesitated.
Her face fell. "Did I overwhelm you?"
"I just...."
"I talked too much, didn't I?"
"Well, you...."
"You think I'm a loser, don't you? Oh, God." And she started to cry.
Eventually, I coaxed her to dry her tears and ushered her out to her car, where she asked to see me again and give her another chance. I gave her a pat on the shoulder and backed slowly away.