What The…
My Very Worst Date happened a few weeks ago. We met on an online dating site. He seemed pretty normal on his pictures and when chatting, it wasn’t all about sex. He was kind of short 5’7 (I prefer taller guys) and he told me that he wasn’t too skinny. I don’t mind the size thing because I’m kind of into the Seth Rogen type. I decided I couldn’t be too picky because he seemed nice online plus he was half Swedish, which seemed interesting.
When I saw him, I immediately felt betrayed. He wasn’t 5’7 he was more like my height (5’3) and he wasn’t cute chubby he was just plain fat. And his clothes looked like he stole them from his little brother (a too tight beige shirt with orange stripes and he wore an horrible cap). Normally, I’m not a big fashion queen but at least I made an effort to look nice. And I could see why he never smiled on his pictures because his teeth looked like those of a rat. Small and brown.
While sitting in the pub during our date, a few guys were loudly talking about how a guy like that could ever go out with a girl like me so it got even more awkward. Then he started talking about how all his “black interns” (yes, he used another word) were so lazy and how there were all these “gay people” on the bus (yes again he used another word for it). As a person with gay and multicultural friends, I felt really uncomfortable sitting at a table with such an ignorant person. I told him I had to get up real early in the morning finished my drink and left.
When we left, he grabbed my hip and tried to kiss me. I gave him my cheek and ran. I decided to ignore his texts, which got more mean every time I ignored them. The last one he send was that I should grow the f**k up.
I’m just a tool with nonceleb friends.
