Three's Company

I had met this guy online and he seemed soooo cool when we spoke on the phone. He had a great personality and made me laugh. We met once and hit it off pretty well. Another night he invited me out to see a band (that he claims he manages) near his house. I drove out to see him and when I get there I realize that he lives with his mother at the age of 30!!! (Strike 1) He says to me that he invited some of his friends and that they would be there shortly. A few minutes later 2 girls show up one of which was married. Not a big deal, they actually turned out to be very nice. Next the singer of the band shows up and he offers him a something to drink and makes the singer tea. Doesn't ask anyone else if we want something. (Strike 2). So we go to see this band and when we get to the bar, which he obviously is a regular, he runs to the far end of the bar to get himself a beer. Not only does he not offer to buy me a drink, he doesn't even offer to order it for me being that it was a little crowded and the bartender was taking some time to get around to my order. (strike 3, 4). I was thankful that the other 2 girls were there because at least I had someone to talk to since this guy was running around like a kid that was without his ADD medicine and ignored me all night. (Strike 5)Unfortunately, I had too much to drink and would never drink and drive so I told him I was going to rest for a bit before I drove home. The married girl didn't feel comfortable driving either so she is going to crash. So all the while he is asking me if I had a good time blah blah blah....Of course I have to be nice and say of course becasue I didn't want to start anything and have to be in a situation where I would have to get in my car in the cold and wait it out to drive. So I lay down on his bed on top of the sheets with my jacket on because he is sitting on the couch with this other girl. At some point I wake up from them getting into bed next to me and they are obviously are fooling around. (Strike 6-106). With that I jump up and let myself out and go home...thankfully I had slept long enough for the alcohol to wear off. He actually called again and I let the VM pick up. He asked me out on another date. I mean WTF!?!?

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Biker Boy

This wasn't my bad date, but I witnessed it last summer. I'm stopped at an intersection and to my right is a guy on one of those extremely fast, japanese motorcycles. He's got a smoke in his mouth, raybans, dark hair covered bya bandanna (red and white to match the bike) and a very attractive Spanish looking girl on the back. He had a cocky half-smile and, to tell you the truth he actually appeared to be posing, anyway you could tell he thought he was pretty cool. As the light turned yellow, he whispered something to the girl and gunned the engine. With her holding on tightly, this idiot pops a wheely and rides the bike on one wheel through this very crowded intersection, or should I say half way through, because after about five feet the bike flips completely over and skitters across the road, sending pedestrians jumping to get out of its way ,with driver and girl crashing to the pavement. This guy was up in a split second, with fear etched on his face he raced to the side of his fallen baby and frantically checking her for injuries.While he attended to his love some pedestrians helped the girl up, she appeared unharmed, not that the idiot biker boy would have noticed.
As I drove away the guy was gently lifting his bike off the ground and still hadn't even looked at the girl, who was standing on the sidewalk, arms crossed and glaring.

Puker Story #3 (or is it #5?)

My bad date was the once and only time I went on a blind date set up by my friend when we were in our late teens. He was this bodybuilder type, totally arrogant, and obnoxious. In the car, (he was driving), he would crank the music up really loud when anyone would start to converse. All he talked about was his lats, and abs, and quads...and would interupt whenever someone would start talking to someone else about another topic.
Then we get to the bar we were going to. My friends' boyfriend was in the band....so my "date" proceeds to get drunk and he was not a pleasant fun kinda drunk either. He kept grabbing me and pulling me up to dance, when I really did not even want to talk to the guy.....on the way out, (I ended up having to drive home)...he got sick all over the place...down the front of himself, then complained about my driving all the way back to my friends boyfriends' place.
Thank God he passed out and my friend and I took a cab back to her place and I never saw the guy again.
That stands out in my mind, because whenever someone would want to set me up, I would pass....bad bad date.