I'm not going to go into full detail about anything really, just a glimpse into my past desperate dating life. Most of it makes me want to vom quite honestly.
Let's see, there was the Sadie Hawkins dance...I asked my date idk, maybe a month or so before. He was a cute boy that I worked with and it was fun. But I had this really bad habit of changing my mind on a dime when I was in high school (well, basically until I met my husband). So the morning of the dance, I decided I didn't like him anymore. Just like that. of course, I couldn't cancel, so I went. A couple friends came over before & I told them how much I DID NOT want to go but obviously HAD to. And I really don't remember a whole lot about it, except he did try to kiss me when he brought me home, and it was awkward and uncomfortable, and I made my friend call him the next day & tell him I just wasn't into him anymore. I KNOW. And let's not forget that we worked together!! So we never talked again. So weird. And btw- my husband is from the next town over from where I grew up (and this boy as well), and his fiance is also from my hub's high school. And I shit you not, about 2-3 years ago, we went to a friend's wedding, and at the reception, I sat down right next to this boy, not even realizing it was him. We eventually noticed each other and I turned my chair so my back was to him. But I did lay my hand down so he could see my beautiful engagement ring. Keep in mind, he never did anything wrong at all, I'm just a bitch. lmao
Hmmm let's go for 1 more...I live in a college town, where most students at this college are males who work on cars. (This university is like the largest ever for high-performance vehicle stuff & all that jazz...) There are very few high school girls that don't date at least 1 of these boys. These boys are known for going after young girls, and usually getting them knocked up too. Lovely, isn't it? And they come from all over the country, so then they get baby mama's and never leave. Someday, we will run out of oil change places for these guys to work. Anyway, I had a friend that met one at the mall, and about a year or 2 later, I, for some strange reason, thought I should share my number as well. (They only dated for about 7 minutes, so it was no big deal.) My friends & I called him Mad Muscles McGee. For a reason. Either way, I was like 16 or 17, and he was like 22 or 23, and waaayyyyy more into an under-age chick than he should be. We never even went on a date, I'd just see him working at Vitamin World, and he'd call me NON-STOP. NON-STOP. There's no real point to this, except to tell the world that a guy named Mad Muscles McGee was into me.
And trust me, there's much more dumbness in my past, these are just a couple times that may have a little humor. (I'll have you know I deleted at least 1 story while editing...do do doooo...)
Let's hear 'em- tell me your awful dating story (i.e. what you'll strangle your daughter for in the future if you ever find out she did shit like this.)
Is it weird that I typed in "bad date" on yahoo images, and Tori Spelling's pic popped up???
what a great prompt.....if I decide to do this, of course, I'll say Mommy needs an nap inspired me.
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