Thursday, September 17, 2009
i went on a date once with a guy who actually had an itinerary, a list of places he wanted to go. i thought it was strange and felt like i was on a tour and he was my tour guide. we got one drink in each place and then we'd move on to the next place. by the end of the date, my feet were killing me. i was in heels and a dress and i felt sweaty and tired because we must walked for miles and miles in downtown. then, he offered me dinner and im thinking, "finally, we can sit down for longer than one drink," so we hop in a cab and instead of going to a restaurant, we go back to his dark dingy studio apartment. it resembled the apartment in the twix commercial, where the guy claims his place is a mess because he's been robbed. so i ask him, "weren't we going to dinner?" and he said, "yes, we're eating here. i'll cook for you." i was trying to be a good sport and sometimes home cooked meals are better than a night in a restaurant but he never got to cooking. instead he served me another drink and tried getting fresh with me. that's when i made my exit. hungry, for not having had dinner, and not even buzzed because for every drink we had, we walked like 3 miles. ugh!
Posted by bullwinkle at 7:50 AM