Assistant Social Media Manager
*Note: All names have been changed due to privacy request*
“Back in high school, I was talking to this girl. She wanted to hang out. I didn’t drive at the time, so I told her I was down, but she was going to have to pick me up — a bad start to the date already.
Friday came along and off the bat, I could tell the vibe was off. I was holding the conversation upon my back, and I felt like I was legit talking to a brick wall.
We decided to go to the movies, the worst first date idea ever. We decided to watch 22 Jump Street. I was ready to bust out my best moves but boy I was wrong.
This chick sat always leaning away from me, so I decided to shoot my shot, and I tried being smooth. I put my arm around her.
My arm ended up awkwardly resting on her head for a solid five minutes, so I decided to give up. As soon as the movie was over I was so excited to go home because I didn’t have fun at all. It was so lame. She was driving me home and it was dark.
She ended up hitting a possum or some big ass rodent in the road. I wasn’t paying attention because I was on my phone, but she slammed the car into a guard rail.
I was so upset that I called my friend to pick me up. Later that night she had the nerve to text me and say she had a “really good time” and that we needed to “hang out soon”. I left her on open and never talked to her again. She didn’t deserve a young king like me.”
“Right when the date started I realized that I didn’t like the girl. At all. It was horrible because everything she did annoyed me. Her laugh was annoying, the way she chewed was annoying, all of it.”
“I had never been on a blind date before until a few weeks ago. My step-dad set it up, and kinda hyped me up to the guy, he gave him my phone number.
We started texting and he asked me out, but I had never seen him in person or anything since I didn’t have his snap and he had no pictures of himself on Facebook or Instagram. Long story short, we didn’t go out to eat anywhere and we just drove around.
I thought the date went really well! After he dropped me off at my house I was expecting to get a text or something saying that he had fun and wanted to see me again, I got nothing. A few days went by, still nothing.
I decided to text him asking if I did something wrong and he responded with, “Hey. I had a good time but you’re too young for me and just not my type. Sorry. I wish you luck.”
“One time I went on a date and I didn’t like him because he was creepy. I had to text my dad to come and get me out of it.”
-C. Lee, Junior
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