All the hope and wonder and excitement of a first date can be ruined by several sentences:
Do you think the waitress would want to go out with me? (Read more)
I have a job interview, can I use your urine? (Read more)
I once dated my girlfriend’s stepmom. (Read more)
These are all true stories.
I learned about one more gem this past weekend.
My friend, Julia, said it was the worst first date she had ever been on, ever. His name was Joel, he was 35, and they met online.
Joel was seemingly normal (they always seemingly are) over Bumble messages and texts on a real phone. He was in accounting and appeared to have it together. She agreed to meet him at this trendy tapas place that weekend.
She was already nervous. It was her first date following a very long relationship.
Her first time getting out there, meeting someone new, all the feelings of anticipation: Will he look like his picture? Will he pay for the bill and not be annoying about it? Will they kiss at the end of the night?
It turns out, Joel also had questions.
Well, just one.
HIS OPENING LINE.
“So…am I going to have sex later?” he asked.
Julia assured me that Joel wasn’t joking.
It was especially grotesque because it was her first date in a very long time and she hadn’t even entertained the possibility of anything other than a goodnight kiss. MAYBE.
Despite being mortified, she managed an amazing response: “Not unless you have another date later,” she said.
Fifteen words total and the date was over!!
Just her luck to get this guy after a decade of being in a relationship!
Why couldn’t he have just been a guy who looked nothing like his picture?