Holy jeebus!!!!
Ok As most of you know I like to read about Bad Dates online. I finally found one that takes the cake. Read this shit
After the prom, I drove her back to her house. It wasn't my choice to drive, but she insisted on not taking a limo, and also, being only 17, I had to get home before midnight -- so no parties. :( )
Being the gentleman that I am, I opened and closed the door, and even took her hand and helped her out of my car. We walked to her front door. (Again, I had my arm around her shoulder and her arm was wrapped around my waist). We were standing around talking, mostly about how much fun we both had.
I made my move. I leaned in for the kiss...and she kinda spun around it (a spin move that would make Barry Sanders envious), patted me on the back, and said, "Alrighty, it was fun. Call me when you get home. Bye-bye!" Just like that.
I was kinda in shock that she would blatanly rejected her "boyfriend" like that, so I'm a little mad and decide not to call her. The following afternoon, I checked my voice-mail. "Hey Johnny boy, it's Diane. I can't WAIT to see you again. Call me when you get this...toodles!" So, I called her.
This would be the last time I heard her voice.
"Hey sweetie!" she answered, sounding cheerful and happy. We talked for a little while, and I asked her if she wanted to go catch a movie and maybe dinner (I really never specified when). That was when everything came crashing down. "Ummm...I don't think that's such a hot idea," she said to me. I got kinda pissed. "What do you mean, 'That's not such a hot idea'? First you spin-move your way out of a kiss last night, now you basically just said you don't wanna go out. Just what kind of couple are WE? We are a couple...RIGHT???!" I would have kept going on and on...but she stopped me.
"Look, before you go any further, I have to stop you. I have to stop 'us,' and I have to stop pretending." Now I was both mad and confused at the same time. "What is it? TELL ME," I kinda yelled at her. And here is EXACTLY what Diane said to me:
"John, you're an awesome guy. You are SOOO damn funny and you're such a nice guy. But I have to be honest with you. ARGH -- you're gonna hate me forever -- I don't wanna go out with you. [Long sigh.] I was just pretending to want to go out with you so you'd take me to your school's prom. I just really wanted to hang out with my friends that go to your school. I'm really sorry that I led you on. If I didn't lead you on, you would have never taken me to the prom."
So, now I was completely pissed off, and I probably cursed at her a lot. But it gets even better:
"John, I have a boyfriend already -- I've had one for almost eight months now. He knew I was pretending to go out with you, and he was fine with it. I'm SURE that if you knew I had a boyfriend before the prom, you wouldn't have taken me, and I REALLY wanted to go. Again, I'm sorry, but I don't want to date you. I'm already taken."
Wow guys can you believe that shit, I would totally fucking freak if that was me
After the prom, I drove her back to her house. It wasn't my choice to drive, but she insisted on not taking a limo, and also, being only 17, I had to get home before midnight -- so no parties. :( )
Being the gentleman that I am, I opened and closed the door, and even took her hand and helped her out of my car. We walked to her front door. (Again, I had my arm around her shoulder and her arm was wrapped around my waist). We were standing around talking, mostly about how much fun we both had.
I made my move. I leaned in for the kiss...and she kinda spun around it (a spin move that would make Barry Sanders envious), patted me on the back, and said, "Alrighty, it was fun. Call me when you get home. Bye-bye!" Just like that.
I was kinda in shock that she would blatanly rejected her "boyfriend" like that, so I'm a little mad and decide not to call her. The following afternoon, I checked my voice-mail. "Hey Johnny boy, it's Diane. I can't WAIT to see you again. Call me when you get this...toodles!" So, I called her.
This would be the last time I heard her voice.
"Hey sweetie!" she answered, sounding cheerful and happy. We talked for a little while, and I asked her if she wanted to go catch a movie and maybe dinner (I really never specified when). That was when everything came crashing down. "Ummm...I don't think that's such a hot idea," she said to me. I got kinda pissed. "What do you mean, 'That's not such a hot idea'? First you spin-move your way out of a kiss last night, now you basically just said you don't wanna go out. Just what kind of couple are WE? We are a couple...RIGHT???!" I would have kept going on and on...but she stopped me.
"Look, before you go any further, I have to stop you. I have to stop 'us,' and I have to stop pretending." Now I was both mad and confused at the same time. "What is it? TELL ME," I kinda yelled at her. And here is EXACTLY what Diane said to me:
"John, you're an awesome guy. You are SOOO damn funny and you're such a nice guy. But I have to be honest with you. ARGH -- you're gonna hate me forever -- I don't wanna go out with you. [Long sigh.] I was just pretending to want to go out with you so you'd take me to your school's prom. I just really wanted to hang out with my friends that go to your school. I'm really sorry that I led you on. If I didn't lead you on, you would have never taken me to the prom."
So, now I was completely pissed off, and I probably cursed at her a lot. But it gets even better:
"John, I have a boyfriend already -- I've had one for almost eight months now. He knew I was pretending to go out with you, and he was fine with it. I'm SURE that if you knew I had a boyfriend before the prom, you wouldn't have taken me, and I REALLY wanted to go. Again, I'm sorry, but I don't want to date you. I'm already taken."
Wow guys can you believe that shit, I would totally fucking freak if that was me