Yes, This really happened. I'm such an idiot for letting it...
So I made a zoosk account (big mistake, my inbox is a personal private hell) and all the guys on there are sex-hungry, rude, idiots! The only remotely attractive guys seem to know it and thus expect me to send them my phone number with nothing more than a pic and "yur hot" accompanying their cell number... I was mostly being an ass (because I've been mercilessly pestered by dickholes) clicking through pics and responding equally rudely or sarcastically to messages received (shit is bad, I swear) when this clean-cut asian kid sends me a message... not rude or whatever, but just 'what's up?' *BORING* so I take a look at his pic... The bottom edge of a mirror is in his photo just at his head so it looks like he has horns. I said something along those lines to him and planned to ignore him, but... I clicked on his profile on accident and ended up reading that he liked Walking Dead. Remember this. He put on his fucking profile that he wanted to find someone to be the Maggie to his Glen. I thought it was cute and a reference to something I like, so I agree to go out on ONE DATE with him. MISTAKE.
He picks me up an hour late, drives 40mph on the highway (when it's 70mph), to an outdoor mall (in the rain) that should have only been 20 minutes away (instead of an eternity each way) to take me to Dave and Busters (so I had planned on a caesar salad, yum!), but he pulls up at a Chipotle instead. I go along with it, whatever, and before I'm even done adding ingredients to my burrito he has already paid for them, with free water cups and without asking if I wanted chips or guac... Are you kidding me? If you go to Chipotle, the best part is the guac! I get that you're trying to save money, but dude.... He wanted to go to D&Bs and then a movie (and yeeesh movies are pricey these days), so if he wanted to save money how about picking one or the other? Instead of substituting cheaper food at the last minute and then not even letting me get what I want? Sheesh.
D&Bs was the longest most miserable time ever. It is seriously HARD to have a bad time there, but I did. This dude had the maturity of a teenager... I finally got so annoyed with this dude I whipped out my phone to play Candy Crush. Dude was half-retarded or something... No job, working on an animation certification, lives with his parents... wtf. I finally flagged down a waitress with my eyes.. he tried to order me a water. I stared him down for a second, then pulled out my own cash and got a white russian. Woooo happy hour... He looked at me like an alien because I ordered an alcoholic beverage! !!!!! I HAD ONE! JESUS.
As if someone finishing a bachelor's, working, modeling, tutoring, doing computer repair, with her own place... wants to deal with someone that has nothing going for them? I swear to god as he was driving me home, he was going that slow just to try and draw out the more torturous misadventure of my life. I ended up picking the most expensive games at D&B just to use up all the credits so we could leave. Fuck the movie. It wasn't worth sitting next to this dude in the dark. Ugh. On the drive home, I couldn't even stand to hear him attempt a conversation. I was done by the time we arrived at our first destination. And then I was dragged to D&Bs for hours. The ride home was agony. At least pretend like you know how to drive.... that's kind of a necessary life skill. If you can't handle that, then you definitely can't handle me.
I ended up telling him I was a tutor and left it at that. He made me feel so awkward when I was talking about doing a photoshoot.... ugh forget telling him I'm a dancer.
Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez...
Whatever you do, guys... Don't do ANY of that. Worst. Date. Ever.
