Inspired by another forum I sometimes visit - describe your worst date ever. I will go first.
I went out on a blind date once that my friend set me up on. He arrived in an old 80s brown leather jacket, a shaker knit purple sweater and black and white vertical striped satin baggy pants and brown cowboy boots. This was in 1997.
he then took me out for indian food and said he could read palms. He took my palm and said "I see that you will meet a very good looking man in your future".
BARF!!!
I then went back to see his apartment cause he was bragging about how he owned two loft apartments. The first thing he showed me was his wedding pictures and made me pay attention to his ex-wife whose name was "Azra" and lived in LA, and then busted next door to show me the other loft he "owned". The people who lived next door looked suprised that he just walked in, and I was kind of thinking - that's rude.
I found out later he didn't own either of them!!!
Oh, I also forgot to mention that later in the date when I guess he was feeling comfortable, he confessed that my friend had told him I was really into my job (huh?) and so he "dressed up" for me.
I went out on a blind date once that my friend set me up on. He arrived in an old 80s brown leather jacket, a shaker knit purple sweater and black and white vertical striped satin baggy pants and brown cowboy boots. This was in 1997.
he then took me out for indian food and said he could read palms. He took my palm and said "I see that you will meet a very good looking man in your future".
BARF!!!
I then went back to see his apartment cause he was bragging about how he owned two loft apartments. The first thing he showed me was his wedding pictures and made me pay attention to his ex-wife whose name was "Azra" and lived in LA, and then busted next door to show me the other loft he "owned". The people who lived next door looked suprised that he just walked in, and I was kind of thinking - that's rude.
I found out later he didn't own either of them!!!
Oh, I also forgot to mention that later in the date when I guess he was feeling comfortable, he confessed that my friend had told him I was really into my job (huh?) and so he "dressed up" for me.