Fast Forward Folks

 

I met a guy through an online dating site who was pretty hot. After our first date, I thought he was quite a cool guy too. A little uptight, but cool. For date No.2, we arranged to meet for lunch at a great Thai restaurant.

When I arrived, he was waiting outside. As we walked into the restaurant, he casually mentioned that he had also invited his parents along “because he didn’t get to see them very much.” I was horrified to the extreme.

They were already at the table. There was nowhere to run so I sat down and our group date commenced. 

To put it bluntly, but accurately, they were both crazy as loons. Examples: His mother, “had heard a lot about me” (I have no idea what, as he hardly knew anything about me!) though she “didn’t agree with internet dating.”

She then fired a line of questions which included: was I clever/did I dye my hair/was I was wearing make-up/did I want children? Answers: yes, yes, just mascara and no.

As if that wasn’t enough, every time his dad spoke to me, he put his hand on my leg- way up my leg. 

Needless to say, there was no date No. 3.