My worst first day EVER occurred my freshman year of college. I had been hanging out with this guy in a group of friends. I'll call him Mr. Date. I thought Mr. Date was cute, but I didn't consider taking it further until he asked me out one Saturday night. Once I started thinking about him as a date, I got more and more excited. I picked out a special outfit for the evening and giggled with my girlfriends in my dorm room until he came to pick me up. My first clue this date wouldn't go well occurred when Mr. Date called me to let me know he had arrived. He didn't walk in to get me.
I tried not to let this detail ruin my evening. He's probably nervous, I reasoned. I did live in a dorm room at the time, after all.
When Mr. Date picked me up, he told me he had agreed to pick up one of our mutual friends at the airport later that evening. Well...ok...the news didn't upset me too much. I figured we would have a lot of fun before then. Mr. Date took me to see The Prestige at the movie theatre. I tried to get him talking, but he stayed quiet most of the time. Mr. Date was a man of few words.
At the theatre, he kept jiggling his leg up and down. I wondered if he was nervous or just really bored. I didn't really know how to act because he wouldn't talk to me!
After the movie, Mr. Date started driving towards my dorm. I was thinking, wait a minute...that's it??? You don't have to be at the airport yet!
I decided to be smooth and say, "are you hungry?"
Mr. Date mumbled a reply, so I said, "we could go get a bite to eat before you head to the airport".
Mr. Date grudgingly agreed and took me to a local burger place, which I actually liked. He still didn't chat no matter how much I flirted or batted my eyelashes. A man of VERY few words...I started to doubt if he was interested in me at all. I mean, he had asked me out, but that's about it. After dinner, we picked up our friend and headed back to my dorm. Mr. Date dropped me off at the sidewalk. He didn't walk me to the door OR say anything remotely romantic like, "I had a great time! Let's do it again".
The worst first date EVER.
Who is this silent Mr. Date you're wondering?
If you're thinking Mr. Date looks familiar, it's because he is actually my husband Jared. Yes, my worst first date EVER was with my husband. Isn't it funny how life works out?
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