Worst Dates: The Baseball Game
I was asked to go to a baseball game with a man I had just started dating the week before. He seemed like such a gent … Driving at top speeds all the way, we arrived at the stadium, he got out of the car and started racing toward the entrance. I had to holler out, still getting out of the car … “Wait for me!!” I finally caught up with him and we headed down to our bleacher seats. Shortly thereafter, he said, “I’ll be back in a minute.” He came back alright, with a beer and a hot dog … for himself.
NEXT!!
Submitted by j. lewy
3 Responses
Textbook Case
October 2nd, 2006 at 7:12 pm
1I hate baseball, but come one, the game wasn’t the culprit, the guy was just a plain old tool. At least you found out early and you know what you (don’t) want. Good luck with the next one!
Textbook Case
October 2nd, 2006 at 7:12 pm
2I mean ‘come on’. Sorry.
J Lewy
October 3rd, 2006 at 7:26 pm
3Yes, the guy was a tool and the game sucked as well. Let’s just say, I’m unlucky in love?…more to come.
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