by simplesally 25 Replies latest social relationships
A lesson I learned the hard way many years ago -
Never, and I repeat, NEVER trust a woman's judgement of another woman's physical attractiveness. Get pictorial evidence or the opinion of a heterosexual male that has seen her before you agree to a blind date.
I never had a bad date ever. Most of them are still good friends.
Puternut
Chev said:
There was a struggle. I eventually fought him off, and I bloodied his nose. When he was finally a safe distance away I asked him what his problem was. To which he responded "well the plan was to basically hit it and split".
Just give me the word.
"prissy beotch"
Well, no... actually, I believe she was wanting a nice lil' 'pioneer JW fella - or 'bethelite' - which I wasn't.
As a Followup... later, I was dating a gal who wasn't a JW... and she had this cool black Grand Am - big boat of a car.
She had agreed to accompany me to one of those local circuit assemblies that was held downtown. As we were driving the streets headed for the convention, there was that gal - who had just disembarked from a bus. (TRUE pioneers don't own cars - unless they're given to them, ya know.)
I quickly asked my gal-friend if we could give this gal a lift - she agreed - and I offered her a ride to the assembly. She accepted... and I dropped her off in front of the area.
I had the best revenge... as she didn't know but that the fancy car was mine... and I was hooked up with a nice gal who treated me right - and was cordial to her too, btw.
After I dropped this gal off, I told my gal-friend about the experience I had with this gal - and we both had a good laugh over it.
Regards,
Jim TX
A few years back, I started casually dating this guy who was in the Navy and moonlighted as a stripper. (Translation: he was hot looking, but slutty.) One evening, I was to meet him after work for a drink. I was pretty excited, things seemed to be heating up between us, so I changed into a nice outfit and dolled myself up a bit before I drove out to the bar where I was meeting him.
When I arrived, I waited around for a few minutes, then lo and behold, he comes lurching out of the men's room, obviously drunk off his ass, all tangled up with some chick in a skanky looking miniskirt and too much smeared on makeup-also drunk off her ass. As they entered the room, his buddies all high-fived him, and I heard him say that he almost broke the counter in the men's room; apparently he'd just finished screwing her in there!
Then he saw me, and asked me what I was doing there. I coldly reminded him that we had a date. He then asked me to hold on while he got the other woman into a cab....unless I'd like her to hang around? He then reminded me that he lived really close by, so we could take the party back to his place. Eeeeewwwwww! I couldn't think of a thing to say, so I just told him what he could do to himself, and I left.
This is more of a "don't let this happen to you" scenerio, no offense to my "date" for the evening...
I had just gotten divorced from my first husband and went up north to visit a friend. She was also recently divorced and staying with her brother and sister-in-law. They lived in a small rural town and it was hard to find their house, so I met her at the local restaurant in town, and followed her to her brother's house, where I was supposed to spend the night.
We went out dancing and she hit it off with a guy. He had a buddy with him and after the bar closed we all went to the local Denny's. His "buddy" was all of 18, so we started playing cards, while my friend and his were "getting to know each other". At 3 am, the Denny's announced they were closing, and we looked around and our friends were no where to be found! Apparently, they had decided to sneak off and spend the night together!
The guy I was with didn't have a way home and so I offered to drive him...and suddenly realized I had a problem! I hadn't expected my friend to take off so I hadn't written down her brother's address! We drove around looking for the house, but couldn't find it, and there were no stations or ANYTHING else opened in that town, and I was running out of gas! There was no choice but to go to his house...he still lived at HOME, but we got away with sneaking quietly into his room, and I slept on the floor. Without waking him, I also then tried sneaking out just as quietly at 7am, only to run right into his FAMILY sitting around the breakfast table! From the look of shock on their faces, I could tell how BAD I looked to them--but regardless, his mom graciously asked if I would like some coffee! I was too embarrassed and couldn't say a single word--I just ran out of the house as fast as I could!
NO, never saw that guy again, I never even knew him name!
LOL Fed up!! That's pretty bad.
I went out one evening with a gal I knew from working crisis phone lines. We had a nice time. We met 2 guys who invited us to their sailboat, and I naively thought, "why not?"
By the end of the evening she was obviously planning spend the night there. I wasn't planning to, and insisted on getting a ride home--and the guy who thought I'd be "with him" drove like a maniac to a spot near my home, he was so mad.
I never saw that girl or guys again. I never was so stupid again, either.
bebu
Geez......i got all this to come!
xLaurax
This happened to my daughter last night. Her ex boyfriend called 27 times, 6 on her home phone, 21 times on her cell phone. He also left four voice messages saying things like, "I'm looking forward to going back to school and screwing chicks like I did when we were dating." He also left three text messages on her cell phone with the same kind of tone. The girl was in tears. I got him one time on the phone and reverted back to my gangster past making references to putting a lead projectile inside his cranium! We filed a police report, turns out they knew him well! Between me having to call the police on one of my girlfriends last month and this incident last night, it makes you wonder if there are any sane people out there? Mav
MAV
Good call on the police.
I was usually the bad date, so I won't tell on myself. My worst date...probably the one that hurt my feelings the most.
Mary, I went to school with Mary my whole life. Cute little blond thing. We never hooked up in school, though we had a mutual crush on each other. Then I was married, then she was married. It always seemed when one of us was free, the other was with someone. Anyhow...about 12 years after High School I get a call from Mary...she's divorcing her hubbie...I'm divorced...we chat on the phone for a month (not a month straight, but like every night for a month). We finally decide to date....since I've bragged about my cooking...when I suggest dinner, she suggests I cook a meal for us. COOL. She suggests visiting a club a few towns over after dinner...great. She arrives for the date...we eat...candle light...grilled lemon chicken, fettucinne...a nice wine. She indicates she's not all that interested in going out...we quickly find the bedroom. I start my foreplay routine, which involves a lot of tongue action in the nether region, but she tells me she wants it hard and fast. Being a gentleman, I oblige. When it's over she gets dressed and goes home.
I call her the next day and she explains she and hubbie are getting back together...please don't ever call again. Turns out she was never really getting a divorce...she found out her hubby was cheating so as revenge she brought him home a used sloppy taco...I had been used...led along...she knew I had feelings for her...the biotch. I feel sorry for her husband getting my sloppy seconds.
