Posted on 11/30/2008 8:40:48 PM PST by JoeProBono
Have you ever had a date that was so unusual you've never forgotten it? Three stand out in my mind:
It was nothing fancy, that's for sure, but I happily perused the menu. When the waitress came to take our order, my date immediately said we would have ONE plate lunch and two forks. The waitress shot me a condescending look, and I nearly died of embarrassment. Talk about chintzy!
When we finished, he drove to his friend's apartment. I listened to them chat for what seemed an eternity. He then took me home and made a confession: He didn't really need an employee; he wanted a girlfriend -- that is, me. Needless to say, after that lousy dinner, I turned him down.
» Another unusual date began on the bus. A guy in his late 20s sat next to me and struck up a conversation. He was engaging enough that when he asked for my phone number, I gave it to him, then got off the bus near my home.
He later called and asked me to an outdoor concert. The catch was he didn't own a car, so he told me to take the 5:30 p.m. bus at my stop in Manoa, and he would board it at his stop near the university.
Sure enough, we rendezvoused on the bus. He was carrying a bottle of wine, wrapped in a towel. We got off, listened to the concert and returned home the same way -- he to the university and I to Manoa. That was our first and last date, because we just didn't click.
» Finally, I must tell you about the local guy who proposed to me by mail while a student on the mainland. He wrote, "I have thought it over and have concluded that you should become my wife. Please call me collect with your answer."
What a horrible, unromantic way to propose marriage! I decided not to call. Instead, I wrote back that he had not mentioned the word "love" in his letter and, therefore, I was declining his proposal, wishing him all the best.
You probably have your own memories of bad or unusual dates, but these are the ones I'll never forget. I thank God for David, who always ordered two dinners for us at elegant restaurants, who owned a car and who swiftly bought me a diamond ring the day after we decided to get married. Life has been sweet for both of us.
IMHO Why are you posting all this crap here tonite ?
I dated a magician once. He was kinda creepy.....but he disappeared.
Uh what’s a date?
Blind date while in college. Turned out to be a foreign student from Iran. It did not go well.
I never trusted the friend who set me up after that either.
Never went out on another blind date.
“Uh whats a date?”
The sweet, edible, oblong or oval fruit of the date palm, containing a narrow, hard seed.
ok I like that one
I trust that the rabbit he pulled from out of his hat didn't die.
The first one was not a date.
The second one did not say why they did not click. She just bitched about him not having a car. And apparently she did not either.
And the third one was remote, a proposal by email. That wasn’t a date either.
Does she even GO on dates?
I went out with a girl with a hyphenated name, who I met on a bus and looked down at me for not owning a car while she owned no car
My most memorable was chatting online with someone who lied about her age in her profile. She admitted on the phone that she was only 19, not 25. I was probably 35 years old. I suggested we go out anyway, agreeing in advance that this was for friendship, not romance. (Yeah, yeah I know, that was a line of bullshit...) We went to chili’s and she was very quiet. I was my usual corny self, but asked questions about her and was very polite. It was a pretty nice meal and I was sure that she would say “thank you”, then we would part ways and never see each other again. No problem on my end. But I had to ask if she had a nice evening. She replied “It was like going out with my dad.” Oh well, what did I expect?
My wife says hers was meeting someone for the first time (blind date). He took her to the mall to eat a slice of pizza each. He brought a paint brush and a bottle of Hershey’s chocolate syrup with him. He said it was so he could paint her body with chocolate syrup. She said that was not going to happen. He left her at the mall and she had to call a friend for a ride home.
George (singing): "Cos-stan-za!"
My most memorable girlfriend was Eileen. She was a waitress at IHOP. She only had one leg.
Recently on a date, the woman asked me my stance on gay marriage...when the words the destruction of the word marriage came out of my mouth the date was over.
I once dated a one-legged Chinese girl...
named Irene. :)
If she was more interested in your political stance on homosexuals than in your personal background, then it makes you wonder if she is even looking for a mate for life.
A yes, amore’!
Say no more!
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