When I first started the series ‘dating disasters’ I was curious to see into my readers lives and learn a little more about their own dating disasters. For me my worst first date was with a guy who was egotistical, vain and mentioned marriage, sex and children all in the same breath. For Yvonne, she was lucky enough to find a stellar boyfriend after she babysat someone else’s kid during the last and final date. But for many singletons like Hal and me, we are still in search of finding the one. The notion of the ‘one’ is a rather vague concept, after all how can we find eternal love with just one person? Nevertheless searching for our loved ones is a process us hopeless romantics have not given up on and we will continue to endure bad date after bad date until we find someone that takes our breath away.
Meet Fashion & Lifestyle Blogger Hal, founder of The Lifestyle Rebel . Still searching for love Hal shares exclusively with us at Faded Spring, what he saw as his ‘worst first date’ and why…
My worst date happened five years ago and I always remember it because it seemed destined to fail , despite everyone telling me I was a ‘lucky guy’. So I was in New York at the time and I was invited to a night out with some of the fellas from work – there was an event for pre drinks so that’s free apple juices for me. After the pre-drinks the night would move on to a club in the upper west side of New York. Me and the guys got talking to a group of girls at the event who we liked the look of and invited them to join us to the club we would be going to after the pre-drinks had ended. We ended up talking for the whole night and having a good time. I got talking to one girl who was from LA and the funny thing was we didn’t agree to anything but surprisingly the conversation was flowing really well.
I bit the bullet and asked her if she wanted to meet up at the end of the week – she agreed, and it was on. I thought to myself yes Hal – the charm worked again or at the very least my aftershave worked HAHA! I arranged for us to meet late afternoon on Sunday and thought about what we would do on our date. I was thinking something fun like Crazy Golf to start before going to this foodie place where you are taught how to cook fast short meals in groups (Okay before you say anything New York has random opportunities like that and its better than the cinema and not talking) ! After all I wanted to create a dating experience that was a little different.
We scheduled to meet at the park for 4 PM, but as the minutes trickled by I thought she had stood me up. Eventually 40 minutes later she had arrived and I was beginning to get impatient. After all I deserved a medal for waiting that long, because even 5 minutes can seem like a lifetime to me! She assumed she wasn’t late and I said “ahh no worries lets get some coffee”. She didn’t want coffee and wanted to go for an alcoholic drink I said “ok no problem”.
The problems were starting to arise; she ordered some wine and I went for some juice. Everything seemed ok until she questioned why I was not drinking alcohol and when I replied that I ‘don’t like alcohol’ and prefer not to drink she was quite rude. My date exclaimed that she didn’t ‘understand people’ who ‘don’t drink’ and there was a LONG AWKWARD SILENCE for 8 seconds. I tried to move past her rudeness and after talking I suggested we play some Crazy Golf because I thought it would be fun. Of course Miss Fussypot didn’t want to play as she ‘wasn’t dressed for the occasion’ so when I asked her what she would like to do instead she stated ‘ well you invited me out, so I thought you would have something planned’!
I had to let that comment go because I was trying so hard not to react so I said let’s get something to eat then first (while I scrapped the whole itinerary and the mini social cooking class) so we headed to a little restaurant. We talked some more and I tried to throw some jokes into the conversation to lighten the mood. During our date, my attempts to woo her seemed to fall flat and she had three calls that were 5-10 minutes each so I spent most of the date talking to the waiter. Eventually she came back and said “I hope you don’t mind but I invited my friend, she is really cool ….and You will like her”!
I was confused, were we on a date or not?! Anyway the other girl came and sat with us – it was awkward but I kept conversation going for ‘politeness sake’. I then got up and said “I’m going to nip into the loo – do me a favour pick up the bill and i’ll meet you outside” – with a grin on my face! (I was joking of course it was obvious). Unsurprisingly given the awkward date we had, I came back to the table and the girls had left.
To add further insult to the injury the waiter came over to say that I needed to pay for the ‘doggy bag of cheesecakes’ that the girls took plus the meals’ and I was gobsmacked. Not only did she invite her friend along to our date without my permission but she also left me in the middle of our date and expected me to pick up the bill for items I was not even aware we had ordered!In the end I sat down and smiled because I felt sorry for the next guy who goes on a date with that girl. After all, I think I had a lucky escape if she was acting like that and we were not even dating! She might not have stood me up at the start of the date but she certainly did at the end of our date!
Poor Hal, being stood up on a date is never nice and if it was me there would be no way that I would have half as much patience as Hal did on his date. What an absolute gem, don’t worry fella, I am sure that there is the perfect girl for you, you just have to keep on searching. Problem is wading through an endless supply of F**kboys/ F**kgirls can be downright draining but at least you know now that you are not alone. Truth is at some point in our lives we are all going to have a shitty date and the best thing we can do is be ourselves. Keep being the gentleman that you are Hal!
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