Heather's prompt.
My dear friends, in this I shall fail you. I have thought and thought and thought some more but man. That well is dry. I vaguely remember a weird blind date involving a hot tub sometime during freshman year but all the details are lost now (Nicole? Do you remember me coming home and talking about an awkward hot tub date?) and I never wrote about it anywhere so basically that lovely bit of awkward history is gone forever. I even bugged my sister for bad stories of hers that I could steal for my own blogging purposes and she swears she has none. NONE. How is that even possible?
AND I just found out my hairdresser is moving to California for the summer and now I'm all concerned she won't be able to squeeze me in real quick before she leaves but I neeeeed a triiiim. I'm getting shaggy and she can't leave me like this!
AND I bought a really cute skirt yesterday but Aaron hates it so I'm returning it because the only reason I buy the occasional long skirt is because he has an odd love for them and if he hates it then what's the point?
And basically, I threw those extra bits at you because the fact that I have no more bad date stories sucks and I'm trying to distract you from the fact that this is a non-post.
Sorry, dearies.
PS Does anyone beside Margot and Janssen use Delicious? If you do, we should be friends. If not, you should look into it. My life is so much better now.
PPS Feel free to share dating horror stories in the comments so the rest of us can be entertained.
Thursday, June 04, 2009
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Kayla, I was sure that you, of all people, could bust out some bad dating stories.
I don't remember a blind date with a hot tub, per say, but I do remember you telling me all about your geeky blind date who spent the entire night comparing your ACT scores, GPA's, AP classes, and sadly finding himself lacking in those areas...as well as social areas.
If I remember right, you were telling me about this date in the library when we happened upon said blind date. Both of us managed to hold our composure for exactly the 2 minutes it took to get through the awkward introductions and goodbyes until he made his way outside the library doors. Then we broke down in hysterical freshman roommate laughter.
As for my own personal bad date stories...I think I'll post about that one on my blog...it's been awhile.
There is nothing wrong with having no bad date stories. I wish I was as lucky!
I posted about my own experience on my blog
WHAT about a certain night in high school that ended up with you and I in the back of one of the Dick twins' car? Because that is most certainly awkward, and most certainly hilarious, and most certainly one of the best nights of my life.
I have two that I think qualify as bad dating stories. On the first one we were talking about the upcoming General Conference and the boy said, "I always get up and use the bathroom or get a snack when the women speak because they don't have anything important to say." Strangely, the date kind of went downhill from there. On the second, it was a double blind date and the two boys were picking up me and my roommate at my house. My date showed up alone and just kind of shrugged his shoulders and said that his friend couldn't make it. Uh, thanks for the advance notice on that one. Awkward.
I have a couple bad stories. Two favorites:
1. When my date explained to me for about two hours how he makes homemade bombs and sells them on ebay? Ummm.
2. Another guy took me to a hotel and we walked around, where he asked 0 questions about me and I asked like 1000 about him. Then on the way home, he pulls into a church parking lot, turns on country music (hate) and asks me if I'd dance with him right there?
Gosh I love being married.
Nicole- Ohhh man that sounds so familiar..I wish I could remember the story behind it!!
Gretchen- It's not that I don't have any bad date stories, it's that I've written about them all! I was doing the math and realized I only had four years of dating before I met Aaron and I've posted a fair number of bad date stories on this blog. Which means I squeezed a lot of bad dates into those 4 years.
Shawna- it wasn't really date and, actually, I'm still kind of too embarrassed to talk about that with anyone but you :)
Just ask me about "Macky and the clown" sometime. Oh, that one was a treasure.
Marilyn and I once had such a bad blind date that they took us home within half an hour.
I agree - not a date. But given the, uh, "company" I would put it in the realm of a story about dating. And even if you disagree, you can't deny its a great (if somewhat embarassing) story.
Well, you asked for a story so here's one! I was around 18 at the time and trying to Start Love for the first time. I had a huge crush on a co-worker for about a year, and I finally made it noticable. So out of pressure from friends, he took me on a date. Little did I know that he had a huge crush on me as well. Our first date was at Steak n Shake. Yeah, that's right. Romantic, no? Anyway, he was so shy that he barely talked the whole time. I tried to keep the conversation going, and it kept leading back to talking about work and bolts. Yeah, that's right. Bolts. He sure knew what he was talking about when it came to bolts, nails, and screws. So after the date was over we went home, and he barely spoke to me for the next 2 weeks. I was really upset because I liked him and I felt like he had a horrible time, etc. After those two weeks of barely talking he sat down with me at work and apologized for his behavior and asked me out on another date. He got braver and the dating turned into a short, cute little relationship that ended within 2 months. It just turned out that we wanted different things at that point and went our separate ways. But, I guess my point is that even the worst first dates can lead somewhere...for a little while at least.
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