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A couple years ago I was living in Boston and working in a bakery. I met a guy there, who wanted help with cupcakes, specifically ordering cupcakes with black frosting. We spent some time talking (me listening to him explain why black frosting is the best tasting frosting ever) and he asked me for my number. Finding him cute and quirky I gave it to him. He called a few days later and asked me if I wanted to meet up with him near his house so we could walk around the area and find something to do, so I drove over and called him when I was there. He met me on the street and we started walking past restaurants and bars. Thinking we were looking for a place to stop, I kept pointing out the ones that looked good to me, but he seemed indifferent to everything.

We had been walking for awhile when we came up to a CVS and he asked me if i wanted to go in. I didn’t really know what to say, not knowing why we would need to go into CVS, so I just followed him in. He walked back to the soda coolers and snack area and asked me if I was going to get anything. Dumbfounded I told him no. We left and he said that we should just go back to his house and hang out, so I agreed, trying to give him another chance. We got to his house where he showed me his David Bowie painting collection, the prized piece being the one his mom had painted for him. Then he showed me the kitchen, where every single cabinet was empty because he didn’t keep food in the house, explaining he’d just had major weight loss because of this.

We ended up sitting in the family room listening to David Bowie, but he kept noticing small pieces of lint or dirt on the carpet and would get up to pick them out of the fibers and throw them away. At one point I flipped my hair over my shoulder and strand of hair got caught on my hand so I let the hair fall to the floor, instantly realizing that he was watching it fall onto the carpet.

“Sorry,” I said.

“It’s okay, I’ll be sitting in here one day and the sun will shine in and reflect off of the hair and I’ll find it.”

By this point I was beyond creeped out and annoyed over being taken to CVS for a date. I told him I had to go, he protested and tried to kiss me, but I managed to get out. Later at work a co-worker said that he knew my date from the gym and that he was always cleaning the equipment instead of working out. After that date, I made sure to hide in the basement at work anytime he came in.

July 10th, 2009 in Cheap Bastards, Completely Psychotic, Just Plain Pathetic, Problematic Point of No Return, WTF?

Comments (11)

ArtJuly 13th, 2009 at 4:38 pm

what’s a CVS? we don’t have whatever that is here in australia.
great story!

adminJuly 13th, 2009 at 4:53 pm

Hi Art,
CVS is a convenience store where you would buy shampoo, candy or sodas. Thanks for reading from Down Under!

riff randallAugust 3rd, 2009 at 4:02 am

if you like quirky boys you’re going to get quirky boys. what, you thought his neurosis would end at the black frosting? ha. you obviously didn’t know what you were getting yourself into. he likes good music and i think his neurosis sounds endearing. send him my way

LizSeptember 26th, 2009 at 4:24 pm

Aww, I find him kinda cute. Plus, quirky is quirky, that just how it is. He seems pretty adorable. However, I understand that eccentric isn’t everyone’s cup of tea.

AceyJanuary 30th, 2010 at 11:27 am

This date doesn’t sound bad at all. I mean, Christ, way to be picky about where your date takes you. You sound like a spoiled brat.

VanceMarch 2nd, 2010 at 6:31 pm

Aw, he sounds endearing.
And any man who likes David Bowie is good in my book.

Also, my dad painted a picture of David Bowie for me… just thought I’d say.

Argle BargleMarch 17th, 2010 at 11:32 pm

Quirky is taking a woman to a park and getting a hot dog or something like that.

Taking her to the drugstore is just weird.

If you’re seeing those “quirks” on the first date, it’s going to get a whole lot more interesting after that.

BriMarch 20th, 2010 at 11:48 pm

I’m a psych major, and this sounds like he probably had some form of OCD. There’s a difference between quirky and neurotic, and the fact that he cleans gym equipment without working out means neurotic.