Knocking Hell
MVWD happened in my freshman year of college. I met guy who lived on my dorm floor who seemed very awkward, but nice. When I saw him playing guitar I talked to him about music for the whole night. I enjoyed myself, so when he asked me out to “dinner sometime” I accepted. Turns out by “sometime” he meant the next day. After being annoyed that I was not ready as soon as he rudely opened my door, we took off for our date.
We took a bus and we got off at Red Robin. I am not particularly fond of Red Robin, but I was hungry and eager to eat. However, my date wanted to go to the mall first to pick up a couple things. He spent an hour in Bed, Bath, and Beyond and did not purchase a single item. Just as I thought we could leave he told me that he needed to pick up a job application as well. We then picked up an application at every store in the mall. By now, it is almost nine at night.
We walked over to Red Robin and were shown a seat for two immediately. One half of the table was booth seating, which I chose because I’m shorter than he is and would have an easier time getting in and out. He then slid in right next to me and smiled and stared at my horrified face. The waitress gave me looks of pity the entire time. The staff tried to give me the best service possible, but my date was being very difficult. The food was sent back five times and he refused to pay for his soda because he didn’t think it was diet (he drank it all anyway). The date ended and we took the bus back to our dorm. At the door to my room he asked for another date and I said no. I thought he would just walk away but refused to leave until this was “straightened out”.
After half an hour of him going on and on about why I should go on another date with him, I realized he would not go away unless I said yes. Two days later, he came into my room reminding me that we still have another date. He smiled at me and took my hand and said he loved me. I did not go on any other date with him, but somehow he still thought we were a couple. Two months later he finally got it into his head that we were not dating. It was the longest two months of my life!
