The Marine Scene
MVWD was the culmination of a series of three dates.
A friend of mine who lived in another state was dating a guy who I’ll call Kong. Kong was in the Marines and was stationed in California close to where I lived. My friend had called me up, excited to tell me that she was coming to California for the Marine Ball, and that since I lived close and we hadn’t seen each other in a while that we should hang out. I agreed since she was a close friend of mine. She then called me up a few days later even more excited because Kong had a friend (who I’ll call ‘Rong’) who needed a date to the ball. Basically, I got talked into being Rong’s date. I was excited because I am always up for adventure, meeting new people, and having new experiences. I figured the Marine Ball would be a really cool experience. Had I a different date, maybe it would have been…
Date #1:
My friend gave me Kong’s number and said that Rong wanted to meet me, to make sure I wanted to go to the ball with him. I texted Kong and we made plans for the two of them to come to my house. Let me tell you, Kong is a real asshole. He is probably the rudest and most ignorant guy I’ve ever met. I kept thinking how glad I was that he wouldn’t be my date. It was a beautiful day on the day they came and I had been planing on taking them to the beach. If that didn’t work out I figured we could go in my pool, go out to lunch, go bowling, I had a bunch of backup plans (funny that I’m the girl and I had to do all the planning…).
When they got to my house, I was in for an unpleasant surprise when I saw Rong. He was nothing like described…the worst part was his teeth. I pushed it aside though and hoped he was at least a nice guy. When I suggested all my plans, Kong said he didn’t want to do anything and said he wanted to go to a movie. I told him that wouldn’t be a very good way for us to get to know each other and that I wanted to go somewhere we could socialize and talk. We agreed on the outdoor mall near my house and left. Kong drove and almost got us in three accidents on the ten minute drive there. The date went very well though. Rong and I got along and had a good time laughing and talking. Kong had abandoned us and we had no idea where he was. When we finally decided to go back to my house, we called Kong to pick us up. He had gotten into an accident while going to get his tires changed (why he decided to do it then I will never know…). His car was fine but the car he hit wasn’t. He got himself out of it by saying he was a Marine…what a ridiculous excuse. That is the most of that date, and I continued to talk to my date, Rong, and agreed to go to the ball with him.
Date #2:
A few weeks after the initial meeting, Rong invited me to come down to his base so we could see each other again. I agreed since the last date had gone relatively well. I made the hour drive down there, picked him up, and asked him what the plan was. He didn’t have one. I was annoyed to say the least. We finally decided on the beach and a movie. It was very pleasant and fun for the first few hours. We saw a movie, got milkshakes, walked around town, went into the library and read random books together, walked on the pier to watch surfers. All good!
The last two hours is where it started to go downhill. Let me start by saying I am NOT an affectionate person. I am not prude, but I do not put out easily at all and had already promised myself that I would never even kiss Rong because of his gross teeth. We were walking on the beach and came to a wedding that was going on. We got there right for the kiss and I was raving about how cute it was and how beautiful the bride was. He decided to take that chance to tell me what a beautiful sunset it was, and how romantic it would be to walk with a beautiful girl on the beach, I laughed nervously and he GRABBED my hand and started walking with me on the beach. I hate holding hands, and no matter how hard I tried (folding my arms/having an itch) he wouldn’t let my hand go. We were walking toward a jetty and on the walk he officially asked me to the ball. I told him yes. He then started saying things about getting a hotel room for that night and how Kong was going to get us drinks. I politely declined and told him I had work early the day after the ball, and that I was already taking off work to go to the ball. He kept insisting on the hotel and I told him I did not sleep with guys and would not spend the night with him. He reluctantly shut up about it for the moment.
When we reached the jetty we walked to the end and watched the sun set. I was standing there taking in the beauty while he was nervously pacing. I could just tell he was trying to think of a way to kiss me. I know those signs. So I did everything I could to avoid eye contact with him. He started asking me what my plans were for the future, things I wanted to do. I named off countless things I was planning on accomplishing but he interrupted me and said “NO, something you want to do like right now!” There was a very awkward pause before I told him I didn’t know (of course he wanted me to say I wanted to kiss him..) he then proceeded to put his arms around me, while mine hung limply at my side. Very awkward to say the least. We stood there for a good five minutes with me avoiding eye contact and a kiss before he let go. There was a photographer out there taking photos of the sunset and he was very enthusiastic about “how cute we were” and asked us to pose for him. We did…it was fine up until the photographer asked us to kiss. Rong very readily kissed me and I was MORTIFIED. I had no idea what to do. As embarrassed as I am to admit it, I went along. The rest of the date consisted of sex references from Rong that was making me very uncomfortable, and I made up an excuse to leave.
Date #3: The Ball
The week or so leading up to the ball, Rong would NOT leave me alone. Mainly about the hotel, but also that I was “too busy for him” and that I “never made time to come see him.” Mind you, I work full time plus two side jobs and I have a social life to keep up with, I didn’t have time for a three hour round trip drive to see him. He was not my top priority at all and he didn’t seem to understand any of that. I had also told him that I hated texting and would rather talk on the phone, but he continued to text and would keep texting me every 20 minutes until I responded. He also continued with the sex references and kept making me sound like a whore (saying things about how I must have had a lot of previous relationships and that I should be experienced. Stuff like that). He was becoming very very clingy and needy and I do not like clingy guys. We had some very awkward text conversations and I was starting to rethink going to the ball with him. The most awkward text went something like this..
Rong: “Idk though, you may just fall for me ;D”
Me: “yeah well thats what everyone says” (MEANING, every guys says I’ll fall for him)
Rong: “Who is everyone and why do they think your gonna fall for me?? O.o lol im flattered but also a little creeped out”
I then had to explain that no, nobody thinks I’m going to fall for him. Anyways, I’ll get to the actual ball now. I had made a hair appointment for my friend and I because I got free hairstyles as a promo from my work. Friend called me that morning and told me to change the time of the appointment because Kong and Rong were running late and therefore would have to pick her up later. With much hassle, I was able to change the time. Friend then called me a half hour before the appointment and said she hadn’t even left yet (she was staying an hour and a half away) I called and canceled her appointment and went to mine alone.
Rong, Kong, and Friend finally showed up almost two hours later than they had said. Turns out my lovely date Rong had forgotten our tickets in his room. They drove 45 minutes back to base to get them. BUT, Rong had gotten a call when he got into his room and left the tickets on his bed. We prayed that our names would be on a list and we’d be able to get in. Since the ball was close to my house, I drove myself and Rong there and my friend and Kong went in Kong’s car. The plan was that I would take myself home afterwards and Kong would take Rong back to base since it was on the way to the hotel Kong was going to.
However, once we sat down to dinner, the sex references started up again…even worse now that Kong was piping in. They were trying to guilt me into going back to base with Rong to spend the night with him. Rong informed me that there was an open bar and he would get me as many drinks as I wanted and then he would drive us both back to his base. I told him no so many times I lost count and was no longer enjoying myself. The conversation went to nothing and there was a lot of awkward silence with a bit of listening to my friend and Kong talk about the great sex they were going to have afterwards.
When dinner was over, it was time to dance. I love dancing and had been looking forward to it. But when we got to the dance floor I was, not surprisingly, disappointed at Rong’s dancing skills. He was terrible, and disgusting. I was getting sick of him grinding on my leg so I started dancing alone. The then grabbed me and basically forced me to front-to-front dance/hump/grind, I don’t know what he was doing. The kicker is when he leaned in to kiss me and I avoided it by leaning back. Everyone saw and I’m sure Rong was mortified. We left about ten minutes later; he didn’t walk me out, say goodbye, or acknowledge me after that little kiss mishap. And I haven’t talked to him since…
One positive that came out of this is that the email the photographer gave us was wrong, so I do not have any evidence of that terrible kiss 
And that, my friends, was My Very Worst Date.
