By the time I hit 18, I’d never been on a date before. Well, that was about to change, and it would be my first and LAST date.
I met “Tee” through an online forum and we definitely hit it off quickly. Seeing that we had so much chemistry through personal messaging alone, I gave him my number when he asked for it. Now, I’m not one to usually give out my number to anyone I just met, so I was pretty proud of myself and felt like he must be a really good guy to enable me to do that. From then on, we were constantly texting and talking on the phone. We even talked about possibly being a couple after we finally met, because he wanted to ask me in person. I felt super comfortable around him and after about three months of talking, we decided to meet up for a date.
We only lived about 30 minutes from each other and agreed to meet for a movie which was a 15-minute drive for the both of us (my sister actually dropped me off). We also agreed on meeting up in front of a mall first before going to the actual theatre, since it was all in the same plaza. Walking up to meet him was the scariest moment of my life! (keep in mind, I’ve never been on a date before) but it felt all roses and cherries after he gave me a huge hug and a peck on the cheek. Surprisingly, he held my hand the entire time all the way until we got inside the theatre. It was then that everything just went downhill fast.
We hadn’t had the chance to decide on a movie yet so while waiting in line, I asked him which movie he would like to see. With the most stone cold poker face ever, he replied “I don’t know.” I found it a little odd but being that this was our first time meeting, I figured that was just how he probably is. I asked him a second time and this time he didn’t even bother to glance over and reply, he kept his face straight ahead and gave me the slightest shrug. Caught off guard by the way he was acting, I decided on the movie “2012” and unbeknownst to me he didn’t have enough cash so I paid for the both of us.
At this point, a million things were going through my head. I felt kind of hurt because we were getting along so well through the phone and at the beginning of our date; I couldn’t figure out why he was acting so strange all of a sudden. When we got to our seats, I could feel that he had no intentions of being near me or talking to me because right as we sat down, he crossed his legs away from me with arms folded on his chest. To me, this was the sign that he didn’t want to be bothered. At this point I felt like I could cry because I felt so uncomfortable, awkward, and unwanted on this date (MY FIRST DATE EVER!) with the same guy that made me come out of my shell and spoke of having so much attraction for me. It was dead silent the entire time – his body position was still facing away from me and he kept letting out huge sighs that were beginning to get on my nerves and fuel my tears.
Eventually, we ended up bolting out before the movie finished because I was already so done with the date. I lied that my sister was coming to pick me up because some “emergency” at home. While waiting outside, for some reason I asked him “did you have fun?” and all he replied was “kind of” then he took off and said he’d call me when he got home, leaving me to wait alone.
Needless to say, he never called me that night, or for two days after, which made me angry. I thought he owed me an explanation as to what the heck happened, but I never got one.
It’s a shame to think that he was probably judging me on my looks that day and, upon realizing too late into the date that he was not happy with what he saw, he felt he could just try and ignore me. I would have appreciated if he just told me straight out before wasting my time paying for a movie we practically didn’t watch. Besides, he was the one who smelled like he had been baking out in the sun with dead fish all day – and he could take some advice on not to shop in the boys department anymore!