Thursday, June 5, 2008

Dating

Okay, so, I decided that I would go out on my first date in quite some time. I must say it is the paramount worst experience I have ever had the displeasure to go through.

First of all, I should have known there would be trouble when she didn't wanna walk over to my apartment, then walk with me to a local cafe. She said something about living far away and needing a ride, but I wouldn't have it. Like I am going to spend the time in traffic and all the money on gas for what is likely to turn out to be a bad night already. Who the hell doesn't drive themselves places anyway?

Anyway, we decided to go to a movie, and that we would meet outside. And in a rare display of altruism on my part, I decided to buy the tickets, which were quite far from inexpensive. When she showed up, we were already late, and seeing as I consider the ticket price to include the previews, I considered this like paying for an appetizer you never receive.

At this point I am none too happy with my date. So I try and rush us into the theatre, and hopefully get us a good seat still, she begins to try and lag behind. When I asked her why she was slowing down, she said that she wants to get some snacks.

We are late, I bought the tickets, which we have already squandered a portion of the price of, and she wants some damned snacks? Well obviously, my reaction was "Sure, you can, I'll meet you inside. Grab me a popcorn if you will." And I continued to walk into the theatre. I found a great seat and sat down laying my jacket on the empty seat to my right.

She never came into the theatre. I am not entirely sure why she didn't show up, and I at first was quite worried that I never gave her ticket to her, however I remembered giving it to her, and I did not find evidence to the contrary.

This just proves that men should never drive women to their date, because if it goes horribly wrong, you have to endure each other all the way home.