A Bad Dating Story
No, nothing from experience (thank god), but I saw this and thought it was worth showing the rest of you. Actually, I knew if I didn't show it to someone, then I'd regret it. Name and source withheld.
I should preface this by saying this wasn't a blind date, I met this person at the college bookstore. Once I went out with a nice, young gentleman named "Juice." (His name was Justin when I accepted the date.) Juice was a personal trainer and criticized what I ate the whole time we were at dinner as he picked away at his plain grilled chicken and steamed broccoli. When I told him that it was late and that I should be going he said "Sit down, the Juice doesn't leave until he eats all his grilled chicken." and for some reason, I sat back down. (I know....)
On the way out Juice asked me for a kiss goodnight before he bid adieu in his yellow Camaro and I said "sorry, I don't kiss of the first date," to which he responded, "yeah, I figured that." He gets in his car, drives home or wherever and I get a text message an hour later that says "Can't wait to see you again. My mom is going to love you!"
To this day every time I try to leave somewhere early or punk out my friends yell "THE JUICE DOESN'T LEAVE UNTIL HE FINISHES HIS GRILLED CHICKEN!"
I should preface this by saying this wasn't a blind date, I met this person at the college bookstore. Once I went out with a nice, young gentleman named "Juice." (His name was Justin when I accepted the date.) Juice was a personal trainer and criticized what I ate the whole time we were at dinner as he picked away at his plain grilled chicken and steamed broccoli. When I told him that it was late and that I should be going he said "Sit down, the Juice doesn't leave until he eats all his grilled chicken." and for some reason, I sat back down. (I know....)
On the way out Juice asked me for a kiss goodnight before he bid adieu in his yellow Camaro and I said "sorry, I don't kiss of the first date," to which he responded, "yeah, I figured that." He gets in his car, drives home or wherever and I get a text message an hour later that says "Can't wait to see you again. My mom is going to love you!"
To this day every time I try to leave somewhere early or punk out my friends yell "THE JUICE DOESN'T LEAVE UNTIL HE FINISHES HIS GRILLED CHICKEN!"