I've been single for about a year after ending a 4 year relationship last June and decided to stay single for awhile since I've NEVER been single before plus to be single in NY is the absolute best or so i thought lol.
I'm always down for a fun date. I'm a bit quirky with an odd sense of humor and if you know me personally you know i'm a bit too honest and will tell it like it is. I'm in New York and thought okay this is my time to have a bit of a fun with no obligation BUT damn, i know i haven't been single that long but it cannot be this fucking bad with all these fucking weirdos and mamas boy who live in their basement and so many hipsters who's too cool for their own good living their ironic life.
- June 1, a friend who shall remain nameless for his own safety, set me up with his friend who saw my photo and thought i was "hot" and wanted to meet up for coffee (which should have been my first red flag) but i agreed against my better judgement and well, OMFG it was a fucking nightmare. First of all this guy wore sandals, khaki shorts with a 'Guns and Roses' tee and i wanted to leave immediately but i was polite and stayed and fuck i regretted it in the first 10 mins. This guy spoke non-stop and spoke about nothing but his online life. This idiot even tried to do a "Jamaican accent" so i faked an emergency phone call and told him i had to leave right away. A bitch move? NO he was so fucking dull i had no choice but to. He called the next day and ask to see me again and needless to say that was a big HELL NO but i said it much more politely to him ofcourse.
- June 5. I had dinner with another guy and again he was SO fucking dull i wanted to stab myself with a butter knife just to get away but being the baby that i am i just drunk mimosas, margaritas and counted down the minutes to when my torture would end. He was gorgeous as a mutha but man was he narcissistic and he's a 30yo frat boy... not...cute... He began the biggest douchebag after he drank. He informed me how much money he had, how many cars he had plus how lucky i should feel for dating him. He asked if we could have dinner again i never texted or called him back.
- Friday i went on a date with a guy i meet few weeks ago at the Whitney Museum of Arts. We had such a nice time talking and texting each other so i thought okay tonight's going to fun. Got there everything was going really great. Conversation, laughs and wine flowing and then he said became batshit crazy after we bumped into an old guy friend.
At least i got free dinners and amazing cocktails out of these nightmares which was the least bcas i was in hell for 2-3 hours.
Jesus Christ who would've thought that so many crazy people lives in New York, well don't answer that. This is why i'm so thankful for my amazing friends who rescue me more than they should.
Tell me, what was the worst date you've been on?
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