Dating Disaster 4

Ed from Maine wrote:

Hi Sean,

Love the site. I just found it. Nice job here.

I have a dating disaster for ya.

I'd been single for a few months after a rough breakup when a friend offered to hook me up on a blind date. He showed me a picture and the woman was gorgeous. He told me about her and I kept thinking, "Why is this woman single??" She seemed like everything I'd been missing.

I was so excited when the date day came. I'd gotten off early, bought a new shirt, and wanted to look my best. I even cleaned my apartment from top to bottom in case things turned from good to great, if you know what I mean. I drove to her house and was there right at the time we'd discussed.

She wasn't home. I rang the doorbell, knocked, and eventually gave up. I was walking back to my car and decided to wait for a bit to see if she happened to be getting ready and didn't hear the call. I didn't want to drive 30 minutes back to my place only to get a phone call to come back to hers..

45 minutes passed and she called. She whispered, "Hi, how are you?"

"Good," I replied. "What's going on? Why aren't you home?"

"I am," she said. "I had to wait for my boyfriend to fall asleep. I am on the way out now"

I was stunned as I saw her creep out from her townhome. I didn't know what to say, so I waved her to my car and started it.

She got in and I finally came to my senses. "Uh, boyfriend!?!" I snapped. "Jason (my friend) never said you had a boyfriend."

"Jason doesn't know," she said. "No one at work does."

I was going to continue on my rant when I saw my date flinch. My driver's window shattered and a hand reached for my shirt.

The woman started screaming. Her boyfriend had faked sleeping and busted her and I talking in the car. He was now trying to pull me from the car. In a blind panic, I hit the gas and took off. I must have dragged her psycho ex for about a half block before he finally let go.

the woman then screamed at me and hit my arm, telling me I should go back and see if he was okay. If HE was okay..nevermind the pile of glass my balls were sitting on, or the broken window, or the scrapes on my face.

I pulled over and stopped the car. "Walk," I said.

She looked shocked, "Huh? I thought we were going out?"

"I am," I replied. "Just not with you. Ever."

She got out, cursed a few times, and I took off. My friends are not allowed to hook me up with blind dates any longer.

Holy cow, man. I hope the balls are okay. That was an awesome story.

Sean