Solomon
Master Don Juan
I've been on a few awkward first dates that at the time was like WTF but now I can laugh at, these 2 stories are from this year alone.
Story 1 Early January
I met the girl on Bumble this was January, short chick but with a nice ass in her late 30s. We went to a bar to have some drinks. Then she started getting into the story of why she and her husband divorced. Come to find out he was a closeted "Crossdresser" who wanted to come out to his wife. She started getting into details of him liking to get pegged etc and seeing her husband order dresses on Amazon. In between sips of her Long Island. Mind you while she is telling the story her voice is loud as ****. I'm trying to redirect the conversation but nope now it's trauma bonding time for her or therapy and keeps going. I'm trying to tell her to keep it down cause the bar is packed and even though we are in a booth, I know people can hear us. She of course says she doesn't care and doubles down on her voice, going louder at this point I know this girl is off, and I'm making exit plans.I try to finish the date as quickly as possible. Ended up walking to her car and she is sobbing about the state of her life then asked me to go home with her(if you catch my drift), I was so turned off that I declined and never saw her again.
Story 2
This happened a few days ago. I was talking to this girl (on Bumble) She seemed like the nature type, you know, likes to go camping, hiking being in the woods. She was tall 6'1, volleyball player built chick, nice small tight ass. From talking to her I thought she was going to be one of those book worm types, Boy was I wrong! I met her at this dive bar I like to go to. She show's up in a hoodie and sweatpants. hair is not done, not even make up it's like she got up from hours of her couch and straight to the date. I mean it was appropriate for the venue but I was put off, for a first date even sweatpants are low standards in the Midwest. I know I'm not feeling her of the bat. So I'm counting the minutes before I leave. Ended up finding out she was an alcoholic. She is bragging about how much she drinks and is proud to be a self-proclaimed alcoholic. She asked me If I like cigars. I say I do. She says she has cigars from her recent trip to the Dominican Republic. We go in her car to smoke a Dominican cigar. As soon as I enter her car smells like diaper ****, it was disgusting. After 2 puffs from the cigar I couldn't sit there anymore and told her I had to work early. Deleted her number when I got home.
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Story 1 Early January
I met the girl on Bumble this was January, short chick but with a nice ass in her late 30s. We went to a bar to have some drinks. Then she started getting into the story of why she and her husband divorced. Come to find out he was a closeted "Crossdresser" who wanted to come out to his wife. She started getting into details of him liking to get pegged etc and seeing her husband order dresses on Amazon. In between sips of her Long Island. Mind you while she is telling the story her voice is loud as ****. I'm trying to redirect the conversation but nope now it's trauma bonding time for her or therapy and keeps going. I'm trying to tell her to keep it down cause the bar is packed and even though we are in a booth, I know people can hear us. She of course says she doesn't care and doubles down on her voice, going louder at this point I know this girl is off, and I'm making exit plans.I try to finish the date as quickly as possible. Ended up walking to her car and she is sobbing about the state of her life then asked me to go home with her(if you catch my drift), I was so turned off that I declined and never saw her again.
Story 2
This happened a few days ago. I was talking to this girl (on Bumble) She seemed like the nature type, you know, likes to go camping, hiking being in the woods. She was tall 6'1, volleyball player built chick, nice small tight ass. From talking to her I thought she was going to be one of those book worm types, Boy was I wrong! I met her at this dive bar I like to go to. She show's up in a hoodie and sweatpants. hair is not done, not even make up it's like she got up from hours of her couch and straight to the date. I mean it was appropriate for the venue but I was put off, for a first date even sweatpants are low standards in the Midwest. I know I'm not feeling her of the bat. So I'm counting the minutes before I leave. Ended up finding out she was an alcoholic. She is bragging about how much she drinks and is proud to be a self-proclaimed alcoholic. She asked me If I like cigars. I say I do. She says she has cigars from her recent trip to the Dominican Republic. We go in her car to smoke a Dominican cigar. As soon as I enter her car smells like diaper ****, it was disgusting. After 2 puffs from the cigar I couldn't sit there anymore and told her I had to work early. Deleted her number when I got home.
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