Feb. 28th, 2010

jessity: (stop that)
I can't believe I never posted about it, but I can't find it anywhere in my archives or whatever. But a while ago I went on the worst date ever. With a guy who, after he asked me to have dinenr with him, told me I'd have to pick him up because he'd lost his license. And who, when I did pick him up, was drunk off his ass. Who kept trying to pet me and touch me and told me he loved me and when I didn't respond, called me an asshole. And when he asked me what I liked doing and I said I liked making things, sewing, crochet and stuff, he said, "CAN YOU MAKE ME SOME BIG SOCKS?"
Who, when I took him home after he bought me dinner (It wasn't readily apparent WHEN I picked him up that he was shitfaced; it became very apparent at dinner but at first I just thought he was socially awkward and trying to hold my hand because he didn't know better,) I had to WAKE HIM UP to get him out of my car. (At some point during dinner [pizza and a beer,] he also told me our babies might be big boys and football players like their daddy.)

Probably needless to say, we didn't go on a second date. (I actually called his friend from the bathroom to say I was leaving him at the restaurant, please come get him, and the friend talked me out of it.)

Today he came in to work. To eat, not to see me. (I think, I hope.) But he kept making eye contact while he was in line and I'm standing there thinking, "OH NOES, NOT AGAIN! ARGH!" and after he got sat, he came over, put his arm around my shoulders and said,

"I want to apologize for my behavior that night we went out. I'm sorry I did that to you."

I was a bit freaked out when he came over, but I thanked him. I thanked him again before he left, because I really did appreciate it and thought it was really nice. And I heard he's in rehab or AA or something. I really do hope that works for him.



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