Hat’s Just Mistaken

worst date mistaken identity

I met this guy on Match.com, and we seemed to be a good pairing. His picture revealed a hot younger man with long full hair (I’m a sucker for guys with long hair), and his emails were witty and charming. We agreed to meet up at a club I liked to go to, since I knew the bouncers and barkeeps, I figured that would be pretty safe. I told him I would wear a white cowboy hat so he could find me. I got to the club a little late because of traffic, and as I’m walking in, a very tall model looking girl is walking out. She’s also wearing a white cowboy hat. She looks nothing like me though, so I just laughed at that and go in.

I looked around for the guy from the site for about 45 minutes and finally said to hell with it and start dancing. I ended up dancing with this really cute guy who was incredibly witty and charming. After about an hour or so of dancing and chatting with him, I confessed that I was there to meet someone off a web site, but that he didn’t show up. I was at the point where I was starting to think about getting this guy’s number, so I was trying to be very blunt about my dating situation. He had this odd look on his face and asked “Were you supposed to meet X?” Turned out this guy was his friend’s wing man for the night. His friend (my date) had been standing outside the whole time after following the other girl out, pissed that “his date” had left and waiting for her to show up again. The cute guy reluctantly took me outside to meet my date. Who was not hot or young, and did not have long hair, let alone hair on the front of his head. The picture he had up on the site was easily ten years old. He saw me with his friend and makes some crass joke about “stealing his woman.”

I ended up hanging out with my date for another hour, in which I established that he was a) bitter that I was not in fact the model with the white hat, b) probably not the author of his Match letters, based on earlier conversation with his friend and c) a boring, rude asshole.

Sadly, I never got his cute friends contact info.

Comments (11)
ConfusiusMarch 23rd, 2010 at 10:25 am

Another great advertisement for Match.com

Frau BlucherMarch 23rd, 2010 at 1:10 pm

we can blame all those movies where shlubby guys date supermodels…

KittyMarch 23rd, 2010 at 5:11 pm

It would have been so cool if you had ended up dating the good one!

MMMichelleMarch 23rd, 2010 at 5:21 pm

Awww! I was hoping you hooked up with cutie!

AndrewMarch 23rd, 2010 at 6:29 pm

I still just don’t get why these people think that lying about their appearance will end well.

Frau BlucherMarch 23rd, 2010 at 8:58 pm

oh, once she meets me she won’t care that i’m 20 years old, bald and tubby…..

AnschrittMarch 24th, 2010 at 4:04 am

I think some people just delude themselves more than they can anyone else.

gewagMarch 25th, 2010 at 4:15 pm

Why would you want to get the friend’s number, if he was ghostwriting for your date. Sounds dishonest to me.

HeatherfaceMarch 26th, 2010 at 3:03 am

What I don’t understand is why you’d bring up the failed internet date to a potential new date. “Well tonight was a bust, so you’re my fallback!” Hell no, should’ve just asked for his number.

Misanthropy TodayMarch 29th, 2010 at 12:28 am

How could you tell that he was witty from dancing?

ViennaDecember 9th, 2010 at 8:48 am

Well, there was a misunderstanding and I can see the date-guy being pissed off. I can see her being pissed off too though, logically, as she didn’t get to meet him either. If the hot model gal would have come back he would have hit on her as well as she hit on his wingman, so I don’t see why she’s being dishonest, especially when she actually made the effort to meet that boring idiot in the end, despite of what had happened (and what happened was an obvious statement of shallowness from his side).

Pity you didn’t get wingman’s number, but you always meet twice in life, don’t you…

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