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iron_and_silver#51- Real Dates From Hell!
When I was in college, I worked at a very popular discount store (its name rhymes with Small-Cart) and met a fellow employee there who worked in the Electronics department. He told me that he was a music education major and currently lived with a roommate (female) and her two children. After talking to him a few times, he asked me out. Since we were both off the next day, I agreed and suggested that we get together during the day rather than night (I always prefer doing things during the day anyway).
Since I lived in the country (my house is hard for many people to find), he gave me directions to his trailer and asked to meet him there. When I found his home, I couldn't believe that soumeone would raise children there.... it was beyond filthy. They were eating dry cereal off a shredded, stained carpet, there was an open milk carton sitting on the kitchen counter, the whole trailer smelled like burnt grease, and the children had no bed. Nothing but a twin-sized mattress on the laundry room floor.
He comes out wearing (this is absolutely no joke) a torn T-shirt, swimming trunks, white knee-high socks, and black patent leather dress shoes. Ironically, I had spent some time deciding what I was going to wear, and now he shows up for our date looking like a mentally disabled man on hospital leave.
He infoms me that he has no money. Then, he tells me that his roommate > >needs us to buy some food for the kids' dinner, and he pulls out about $20 in Food Stamps. So, our plan was to take a nice walk in a neighborhood park, and come back late afternoon to get the kids (since he had to babysit them that night).
We go out to his car (I call it that for lack of a better word), and it is a total death trap. A nasty, rusted Pinto with plastic sheets over the busted windows. He said he had to start it up by holding the two ignition wires together, turning the key, and stepping on the gas at the same time. He also said he had no insurance or driver's license, so I told him we would take my car.
Even as I write this story, I cannot believe how nice and accomodating I was to this degenerate, but it actually gets worse. After an uneventful walk in the park, we go back to his trailer to get the kids. We take them to the store, get them some food, and go back. At this point, I am ready to go home, but he begs me to stay there just a little while longer, at least until he gets the kids fed and bathed. Against my better judgement, I say I will. So, I am watching T.V. while he does his babysitting duties, and then he puts them to bed, sits on the couch by me, and suggests that we go outside to screw in his front yard (so we don't wake the kiddies). I politely decline and leave.
The next day, he informed me that his roommate felt I was getting too serious and that he should let me know right now that he wants to date around. He make the fatal mistake of naming one girl whom we both worked with, and said he really wanted to have us both!
So, of course, I felt it was my duty as a fellow female to clue her in on exactly what to expect from going out on a "date" with this man. Hepromised her he would wine and dine her, take her dancing, etc. I guess no one has told him that restaraunts don't take Food Stamps!!
The last I heard, he ended up marrying his roommate because I ruined his reputation so badly at work that no other woman would even say hello to him. You know, if I were someone else, I would really hate me right now!!
Oh Lord, I think this one should win an award!!!!!
Yeah.... the real clincher was when he was so smug and confident that he could get this other girl and keep me on the side as well. I don't know who gave this pathetic creep the delusion that he could have TWO women at once, let alone one, but that person should be thumped like a ripe melon.
When I was in college, I worked at a very popular discount store (its name rhymes with Small-Cart) and met a fellow employee there who worked in the Electronics department. He told me that he was a music education major and currently lived with a roommate (female) and her two children. After talking to him a few times, he asked me out. Since we were both off the next day, I agreed and suggested that we get together during the day rather than night (I always prefer doing things during the day anyway).
Since I lived in the country (my house is hard for many people to find), he gave me directions to his trailer and asked to meet him there. When I found his home, I couldn't believe that soumeone would raise children there.... it was beyond filthy. They were eating dry cereal off a shredded, stained carpet, there was an open milk carton sitting on the kitchen counter, the whole trailer smelled like burnt grease, and the children had no bed. Nothing but a twin-sized mattress on the laundry room floor.
He comes out wearing (this is absolutely no joke) a torn T-shirt, swimming trunks, white knee-high socks, and black patent leather dress shoes. Ironically, I had spent some time deciding what I was going to wear, and now he shows up for our date looking like a mentally disabled man on hospital leave.
He infoms me that he has no money. Then, he tells me that his roommate > >needs us to buy some food for the kids' dinner, and he pulls out about $20 in Food Stamps. So, our plan was to take a nice walk in a neighborhood park, and come back late afternoon to get the kids (since he had to babysit them that night).
We go out to his car (I call it that for lack of a better word), and it is a total death trap. A nasty, rusted Pinto with plastic sheets over the busted windows. He said he had to start it up by holding the two ignition wires together, turning the key, and stepping on the gas at the same time. He also said he had no insurance or driver's license, so I told him we would take my car.
Even as I write this story, I cannot believe how nice and accomodating I was to this degenerate, but it actually gets worse. After an uneventful walk in the park, we go back to his trailer to get the kids. We take them to the store, get them some food, and go back. At this point, I am ready to go home, but he begs me to stay there just a little while longer, at least until he gets the kids fed and bathed. Against my better judgement, I say I will. So, I am watching T.V. while he does his babysitting duties, and then he puts them to bed, sits on the couch by me, and suggests that we go outside to screw in his front yard (so we don't wake the kiddies). I politely decline and leave.
The next day, he informed me that his roommate felt I was getting too serious and that he should let me know right now that he wants to date around. He make the fatal mistake of naming one girl whom we both worked with, and said he really wanted to have us both!
So, of course, I felt it was my duty as a fellow female to clue her in on exactly what to expect from going out on a "date" with this man. Hepromised her he would wine and dine her, take her dancing, etc. I guess no one has told him that restaraunts don't take Food Stamps!!
The last I heard, he ended up marrying his roommate because I ruined his reputation so badly at work that no other woman would even say hello to him. You know, if I were someone else, I would really hate me right now!!
Oh Lord, I think this one should win an award!!!!!
Yeah.... the real clincher was when he was so smug and confident that he could get this other girl and keep me on the side as well. I don't know who gave this pathetic creep the delusion that he could have TWO women at once, let alone one, but that person should be thumped like a ripe melon.
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