geecastrell
October 29th, 2014, 07:01 PM
I recently had by far my worst dating experience ever. If anyone is interested, I write about my daily observations at www.georginashideaway.wordpress.com/
How things went downhill.
1. When he asked me out, he had to get permission from his father…
This still confuses me to this date. He asked me out over Facebook (Wow I know).
Our conversation then went on to be a bit like this:
Me:I am free Saturday.
Him: Oh ok cool! Let me just go check with my dad if I can go or not.
I am sorry but this served to make me completely dread the date. That may be a bit over the top, but sadly it is true. This guy is 18. Why does he need his fathers permission to go out at 2pm on a Saturday? By having to check it made the whole date feel like it would be a burden to him. On top of this, I now felt like I was going out in order to baby sit him. Not so great.
I was under the impression that surely the guy should sweep me off my feet instead
of acting like a startled deer around me. Anyhow, I said yes.
It only gets worse from here. I really would like to hear some feedback on this- am I
being overly critical of someone who is a little shy? Or was I right to be put off?
2. He arrived late
Surely it is obvious to guys that they need to arrive on time to a first date? Apparently not. The image is still vivid in my mind to this date. I sat at the bench at the bottom of the steps towards the cinema. I had no wifi and none of my friends knew I was going on this date, so I couldn’t really text them in order to seek comfort. For 15 long minutes I sat there. As the minutes accumulated,I felt a rising sense of panic. Perhaps if he had of arrived on time, I wouldn’t of been quite so tense by the time he arrived. Perhaps he even could of mustered a hug out of me. Oh gosh, I’ll get to the hugging story in a bit.
3. It was a cinema date
Is this ever a good idea for a first date? I now realise no. Probably not ever. The obvious point is you can’t actually talk to one another, which surely is the actual point of meeting in the first place. However for me, there is a factor that lowers the likes of cinema dates even further in my expectations. The fact that you are sitting oddly close, and you are aware of the fact that the male most probably wants to touch you. Its this level of awkward unwanted sexual energy that my very English self can’t really cope with. I know I was over thinking this completely but I felt like the whole time we were playing a game of: Is he going to touch me or not? Thankfully I got away unscathed.
4. I paid for the sweets
I am still bitter about the £2 I spent. On arrival at the cinema I felt a bit peckish, so off I went to buy a couple of chocolate bars (Perhaps a little excessive. Oh well). When we settled into our seats I felt obliged to offer him one as he knew about their presence in my handbag. Did I get a multitude of thanks or any appreciation? Not at all. Is this what a relationship is like!? Always giving and never receiving; if so I may start saving up for my many cats right away.
5. The worst part. The ‘hug’
I am honestly blushing reliving this moment in my mind. I am going to type this out as quickly as
possible and not edit it because I don’t think I would be able to cope with another recollection. We were at the end of the date. He walked me out to my bus.He turned to look at me, and opened his arms for a hug. I was so startled and uncomfortable that I put my hand out for a hand shake. So yes, our date ended with a firm hand shake. And yes, I am the world’s most awkward female. Evidently.
6. He asked me on a second date a MONTH after the first date
I have NO idea what made him think this was ever a good idea. After our first miserable date I received a handful of texts, and quickly came to the conclusion that he wasn’t really interested. Frankly, I was slightly glad of this as I would hate to have to turn him down. A whole month later the texts started coming back in thick and fast. It turned out he had been “too busy to contact me”. I hope it isn’t just me that finds this off putting.
If you are interested in someone, surely it is always best to attempt to show this. In my eyes, he had done the hard part in getting the first date, asking for a second shouldn’t really of interfered with his “busy” schedule. As it happens, I was seeing someone else by then so had an easy escape route away from the second date. I still wonder if it would of been any better than the first.
I would really like to hear everyone’s opinions on this date. Am I being a bit hard on the guy? I would really love to know if I am doing a typical ‘Georgina’ and over-thinking every little thing. Also, it would be an absolute pleasure if you care to share any unfortunate date stories with me in the comments. Hopefully together, we can laugh away the awkwardness of it all. Thank-you for reading :)
How things went downhill.
1. When he asked me out, he had to get permission from his father…
This still confuses me to this date. He asked me out over Facebook (Wow I know).
Our conversation then went on to be a bit like this:
Me:I am free Saturday.
Him: Oh ok cool! Let me just go check with my dad if I can go or not.
I am sorry but this served to make me completely dread the date. That may be a bit over the top, but sadly it is true. This guy is 18. Why does he need his fathers permission to go out at 2pm on a Saturday? By having to check it made the whole date feel like it would be a burden to him. On top of this, I now felt like I was going out in order to baby sit him. Not so great.
I was under the impression that surely the guy should sweep me off my feet instead
of acting like a startled deer around me. Anyhow, I said yes.
It only gets worse from here. I really would like to hear some feedback on this- am I
being overly critical of someone who is a little shy? Or was I right to be put off?
2. He arrived late
Surely it is obvious to guys that they need to arrive on time to a first date? Apparently not. The image is still vivid in my mind to this date. I sat at the bench at the bottom of the steps towards the cinema. I had no wifi and none of my friends knew I was going on this date, so I couldn’t really text them in order to seek comfort. For 15 long minutes I sat there. As the minutes accumulated,I felt a rising sense of panic. Perhaps if he had of arrived on time, I wouldn’t of been quite so tense by the time he arrived. Perhaps he even could of mustered a hug out of me. Oh gosh, I’ll get to the hugging story in a bit.
3. It was a cinema date
Is this ever a good idea for a first date? I now realise no. Probably not ever. The obvious point is you can’t actually talk to one another, which surely is the actual point of meeting in the first place. However for me, there is a factor that lowers the likes of cinema dates even further in my expectations. The fact that you are sitting oddly close, and you are aware of the fact that the male most probably wants to touch you. Its this level of awkward unwanted sexual energy that my very English self can’t really cope with. I know I was over thinking this completely but I felt like the whole time we were playing a game of: Is he going to touch me or not? Thankfully I got away unscathed.
4. I paid for the sweets
I am still bitter about the £2 I spent. On arrival at the cinema I felt a bit peckish, so off I went to buy a couple of chocolate bars (Perhaps a little excessive. Oh well). When we settled into our seats I felt obliged to offer him one as he knew about their presence in my handbag. Did I get a multitude of thanks or any appreciation? Not at all. Is this what a relationship is like!? Always giving and never receiving; if so I may start saving up for my many cats right away.
5. The worst part. The ‘hug’
I am honestly blushing reliving this moment in my mind. I am going to type this out as quickly as
possible and not edit it because I don’t think I would be able to cope with another recollection. We were at the end of the date. He walked me out to my bus.He turned to look at me, and opened his arms for a hug. I was so startled and uncomfortable that I put my hand out for a hand shake. So yes, our date ended with a firm hand shake. And yes, I am the world’s most awkward female. Evidently.
6. He asked me on a second date a MONTH after the first date
I have NO idea what made him think this was ever a good idea. After our first miserable date I received a handful of texts, and quickly came to the conclusion that he wasn’t really interested. Frankly, I was slightly glad of this as I would hate to have to turn him down. A whole month later the texts started coming back in thick and fast. It turned out he had been “too busy to contact me”. I hope it isn’t just me that finds this off putting.
If you are interested in someone, surely it is always best to attempt to show this. In my eyes, he had done the hard part in getting the first date, asking for a second shouldn’t really of interfered with his “busy” schedule. As it happens, I was seeing someone else by then so had an easy escape route away from the second date. I still wonder if it would of been any better than the first.
I would really like to hear everyone’s opinions on this date. Am I being a bit hard on the guy? I would really love to know if I am doing a typical ‘Georgina’ and over-thinking every little thing. Also, it would be an absolute pleasure if you care to share any unfortunate date stories with me in the comments. Hopefully together, we can laugh away the awkwardness of it all. Thank-you for reading :)