READERS’ CHOICE VERY WORST DATE IN AMERICA: Daddy’s Little Girl

An otherwise pleasant college girl suddenly morphs into a disapproving, status-conscious harridan commencing with date number three?

I’m left wondering what you two chatted about on dates one and two– surely any person who’s capable of portentous statements like “…America is such a caste-dominated nation” would have revealed their small mindedness long before the third date?

Or, were you too dazzled by her gorgeousness?

what a bitch!!!

i think it’s more like what happened between date 2 and 3 in whatever classist world she lives in. I think a lot of people have seen a potential mate turn 180 degrees in a matter of days or even hours. This is just a spectacular example of that.

What kind of cigarettes did she get at 7-11?

I think the type of cigarettes smoked by a person says a lot about the person. I am interested in knowing also.

In a way I kind of feel bad for her. She’s obviously too insecure in her standing with her parents that she won’t break away from their expectations & do what she wants. She’s going to have a hard life, aside from all the money.

same here…she will never find a man who makes her happy because she’ll always want someone who keeps her in the lifestyle her daddy gives her. I have cousins like that…sure enough, one of them didn’t marry until she was almost 40 because she was looking for mr perfect zillionaire. Mind you, she isn’t gorgeous and didn’t exactly have a lot of guys…the other one is in her 30s and still single.

I actually dated a girl like her in the early 80′s, her family lived like the old TV show Dynasty, her dad said he wanted to meet me and would send his plane to pick me up for Thanksgiving dinner, I said I couldn’t because my grandparents were old and didn’t have many holidays left, he handed the phone to his daughter who was appalled how I spoke to her father. I stayed home for T-day, he sent his jet to LAX anyhow thinking I would show up, I didn’t, and I called the lil princess on Friday after T-day and told her it’s been fun, but I don’t jump when dad says jump so we as a couple just won’t work, said bye bye and hung up. Her dad called me back 7-10 days later and asked how much $ he could give me to get back with his daughter, (but don’t tell her) I said no thanks. They’re out there..try Bala Cynwyd PA, i’m sure mines still available

Wow. Kind of an amazing date I never hope to encounter!

Good nutrition has given her some length of bone, but she’s not more than one generation from poor white trash, I’d say.

I doubt this ever happened. It seems too contrived. There are too many gaps in the story, it feels insubstantial. Either it was invented by a poor writer or written by a bad storyteller.

I call bullshit.

Is that the new thing to do on this website? To call bullshit on every story? Grow up.

@ Lisa I agree with you, and you see a lot, Lisa. But are you strong enough to point that high-powered perception at yourself? What about it? Why don’t you – why don’t you look at yourself and write down what you see? Or maybe you’re afraid to.

The original poster here. It happened exactly as described. As for “gaps,” there was a word limit for the contest. I tried to fit the juiciest stuff in there. The overall narrative for this girl is that she had been conditioned a certain way since birth (always getting 93 octane, etc) and her parents loomed large. She wasn’t nuts, just spoiled and unrealistic.

I think she was aware of these issues and kept them under wraps during the first few dates. I did end up feeling bad for her on some level — she seemed trapped by a difficult family. If I had it to do over, I probably would have been a little less abrupt at the end. Being a few years older now, I can see that she was probably just trying to do the right thing and make everyone happy. Then again, a lot of people grow up as brats and then become more effective adults.

As for the cigs brand, I have no idea.

I didn’t realize you had to get a dog that was “aspirational”.
I figured any dog that doesn’t shit indoors or eat the cat was good enough.

If you think this is bs…don’t. You might think the days are over of sending girls off to the best schools to find rich and powerful men to marry, but they are alive and well.

I feel sorry for her too. We scoff at her “caste dominated” comment, but it is not terribly far from reality. People like her family might not associate with you, so you don’t feel their opinion looming…but for them it is very very real.

Anyone know what breeds of dog are ‘aspirational’? I’m genuinely intrigued. I shouldn’t have though Alsatians were especially ‘lowbrow’.

As for – “And, really, what would they talk about with someone who ordered an obscure B-list wine?” – I’m hoping she just has unrealistic notions about how parents. I’m sad to say I have met people who prefer to discuss luxury goods (which is to say will enthusiastically prattle on about wine despite neither being a sommelier nor having an especially interested audience) but they tend to be both frighteningly boring and mercifully rare. I’m sure if ‘daddy’ owns businesses he must either take an interest in them, have had some kind of education or else have hobbies of some sort which don’t involve buying things. Sadly it’s people like these for whom the word ‘spoiled’ could be used non-metaphorically.

Hounds…hounds are aspirational. Because you use them for hunting. The gentlemanly kind of hunting.

What’s an “aspirational” breed?

Since only those who suffer from chronic status-anxiety would think of dog breeds in such terms, I suppose that “aspirational breeds” are ANY breeds favored by your social-betters— monkey-see, monkey-do. You study the aristocracy, then ape their choices— Corgi, Dachshund, Pug, whatever.

Westminster might consider adding a new group– Non-sporting group… Hound group… Aspirational group…

Pugs? Really? Aspiring towards what, one wonders.

I’m currently a postgrad at a university where a disturbing number of the student body dress ‘aspirationally’. Which is not to say ‘well’ or ‘stylishly’ but rather in the finest tradition of dedicated fashion victims (red trousers? I mean… really? If a daughter of mine ever brought a chap back wearing red trousers it would be straight off to the nunnery) or more bizarrely, yet more often, like rural landlords of various sorts; wellies, tweed and body warmers. I suppose the intention is to look like they might rush off and start shooting pheasants at a moment’s notice, but after adjusting you realize it only serves to help identify the people rich and silly enough to buy a whole new wardrobe premised upon the mistaken belief that Scotland is some sort of rural hinterland. I’d like to say they were all Londoners, but a disturbing number seem to be American.

Doesn’t surprise me one bit– that it’s mostly Americans who caricature the landed-gentry look.

Most Americans are slavish Anglophiles (and by extension, Scotophiles). We’re terrified of seeming ‘nouveau’, so we camouflage ourselves in Harris Tweed & galoshes & whatever else we’ve seen in the movies. (Think Yiddish/ Dress British.)

What a psycho.

Congrats to the poster. I guess I’m puzzled that she would be seen in an actual 7-Eleven, what with their Banana Slurpees and Big Gulps. Far cries from A-list wines. Wouldn’t a Texaco or a 76 be more her style?

Congrats, you deserved to win! : -)

Yay! I have a Pug, do I get into a club now? What a silly tit that poor girl is. And Duncan, you would send her to a whore house for bringing home a man with red pants?!? Or did you mean, a convent?

The German Shepard is not an aspirational breed. It’s Science…

Look at how the breed is the poster [dog]child for this bottom shelf dog food:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/82328600@N00/2109352089

One day, lacking alternatives, I grabbed the canned dog food w/ the ugly Shepard mug on the label and attempted to give it to my Labrador.

He looked at the goop and he said “I’m not touchin’ that. That’s some poor people sh*t right there.”

So I mixed in some lunch meat.
He continued to ignore it before finally lamenting:
“I realize that we’re at different levels, you know, socioeconomically. America is such a caste-dominated nation.”

So then I hit him and said “enough talking dogs.”

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