Bad Date Story #1

I am going to reminisce on some of my dates and write about them.  For some reason this one always comes to mind when I think of bad dates.

I was newly single and had signed up for the OkCupid dating app.  I got bombarded as I am sure all half decent looking women do.  Well anyway, the one I decided to go on a date with was not from Utah and claimed himself to be a Southern boy. We messaged and text for a few weeks and talked on the phone.  We decided to meet at his place - only do this if you feel completely safe AND someone knows where you are going - and he was going to make his mama's fried chicken for dinner.

So, I get all ready for my date and am super nervous.  Anyway, I get to his house and it doesn't smell like any fried chicken was being made, but instead it smelled like a freaking pet store. Yes, folks, a freaking pet store.  He had at least 20 aquariums stacked from floor to ceiling in his bedroom and "living" room. The place reeked! His reading material on his coffee table next to all the reptile food was books on reptiles.  This guy was obsessed!! And I was pissed!! I was hangry!! Ha ha!!

Oh and he lied about his height.  They always do! 

Anyway, we talked for a few.  I asked about dinner and he just laughed and said "I don't cook!" Then he offered me a popsicle. I declined, shocking, I know.  It was the longest two hours of my life.  Needless to say I was super disappointed and starving.  I hit up a Wendy's on my way home, blocked that lame boy and went about my life.  That was six years ago!