Jaffl3
Active Member
So, hello. I thought I would start a blog, detailing some horrific first dates I've been on. I don't really have too many stories, so after a few entries I might move on to talk about random other things. I could just split the stories into sections.. but that would involve stretching them out quite a lot, and I don't want to be a twat and keep leaving cliff-hangers.
Anyway, I'll begin.
The first first date I remember, was with a girl I'd been speaking to online. I think a lot of people have been in a situation like this nowadays, whereby one starts talking to a girl/guy online before actually meeting them. It was back when I was.. perhaps 13 or 14, and this story starts with me talking to a friend on MSN.
Now, due to boredom, people would occasionally add everyone in their friends list into the conversation, and piss everyone off. Of course, most people would leave pretty much straight away, maybe staying to briefly describe their hatred for the person that added them. (Probably something like 'oi fuk of u twat dnt kep addin me yeh.')
So on one occasion, a random adding spree began, which involved everyone on my close friend's contact list being forcefully dragged into our conversation. Like normal, 95% of them left straight away, after leaving some kind of insult.
However, a couple of girls decided to stay, as they hadn't spoken to my friend in a while. For the purpose of this blog, let's call them Nicky and Vicky. I found one of them (Vicky) to be frankly quite annoying, while Nicky was quieter, and actually quite good looking. (From her fuzzy webcam profile picture, at least.) We all got talking, and after being introduced to each other we were laughing together, and getting along quite well.
Eventually, my friend had to go, leaving me with both girls. The conversation mellowed, and Vicky started to get a little flirty. As previously mentioned, I was more interested in Nicky, so this wasn't particularly comfortable. I started a private conversation with her, and the group conversation slowly died. She was a lot more chatty without Vicky, and I found her to be a really nice, genuine girl.
Over the coming days, perhaps a week or two, we spoke more, and saw each other on webcam a few times. (Both our webcams were shite, which was quite lucky for me at the time, being rather spotty.) We eventually decided we both wanted to meet up.
So, we planned to go bowling. She would bring her cousin, and I would bring my friend, (not the friend from the group conversation) so that it wouldn't be too awkward if we were both quite shy. She also mentioned at this point, that if I asked her out she would 100% say yes. (I have no idea what the procedure is for becoming an item elsewhere, but at the time where I lived, it involved the question 'Will you go out with me?' to officially become boyfriend and girlfriend.)
Anyway, the thing is, I'm rather short-sighted. I hated wearing my glasses when I didn't have to, i.e when I wasn't in class or watching TV, and I certainly hadn't been wearing them while on webcam with Nicky. While the more sensible thing to do would have been to wear my glasses, I decided I wanted to look very slightly less stupid, so didn't wear them.
So there we were, my friend - let's call him Ricky - and myself, waiting outside the local bowling alley, me shitting myself, and him laughing at me shitting myself. A couple of girls walked round the corner, fashionably late, and of course I had absolutely no idea if it was Nicky or not. Partly because of my bad eyesight, and partly because of the bad webcam. I smiled at her, and I assume she may have smiled back - her face was just a blob to me. She walked towards us, we looked at each other (I definitely looked at her, anyway) and she proceeded to walk straight past us, through the double doors and up the stairs.
I looked at Ricky, he looked back at me. He asked if it was her, and I paused before saying 'I… maybe.' He facepalmed.
Note - we were later told that Nicky's mother could still see her from her car, and hadn't been told that she was meeting boys. Which of course meant she had every right to temporarily pretend I didn't exist.
Anyway, we followed these two girls up the stairs, hoping they were the ones we wanted. The fact that the webcams made us both look quite different really wasn't a good thing any more. She was still pretty, though. We kept our distance, partly so that if they didn't know us we wouldn't look like creeps, but mainly to have a look at their behinds.
They went straight over to the counter, I have no idea what for though, as I was the one that had booked the lane. This only gave me more reason to believe that they weren't the girls that we were meeting, and I realised what a shit situation I was in. I had no idea what to do, every option seemed to lead to me looking like a dickhead. Myself and Ricky had decided to inconspicuously position ourselves behind some nearby slot machines while we talked about what to do.
I finally plumped for one option, deciding to simply ask this girl what her name was. Fuck knows why, but this seemed like the least embarrassing option at the time.
So, I walked over to her, and shaking like a leaf, asked 'Hello, is your name Nicky?' to which she replied 'No… I'm Mary.'
I almost collapsed in a heap of shame, before I realised she was joking. She smiled, and I managed to find enough air in my lungs to do a feeble laugh.
Skipping forward a little - nothing much happened during the actual game of bowling.
The time came for us to leave, as we had finished playing. We walked back down the stairs towards the door, and I began to build myself up to ask the question. I was a complete pussy, but I wasn't about to let go of this opportunity. I've always been useless when it comes to figuring out whether a girl likes me or not, but I thought she seemed to be having a good time.
In my mind I became John Travolta as I reached forward, and gently grabbed Nicky's arm. 'Wait… Nicky. I have a question.' The whole world turned and stared at me. 'W.. Will you go out with me?' There was silence for another second or so, before Ricky absolutely exploded with laughter. And I mean the kind of laughter that could injure you if you're not careful. He fell back through the double doors towards the stairs, and I just continued to stare at Nicky.
After about a decade of me watching her watching her shoes, she muttered a few inaudible words, and Ricky stumbled back through the doors, wiping at his watering eyes. He managed to keep himself from laughing just long enough for her to look meaningfully into my eyes and say, oh so lovingly, 'Hmm no.'
Ricky's laughter began again, this time even harder than the first. I was certain he would at least pull a muscle. Nicky gave me a weak smile, turned around and walked off. I was standing there, in complete shock. The humiliation was colossal, and all I could do was glare, open mouthed at the floor. My good friend Ricky, however, was almost having a seizure he was laughing so hard. He witnessed the most embarrassing moment of my life (so far), and was absolutely loving it. I have to say though, if it was the other way round I would probably have laughed just as hard.
The journey home was incredibly awkward, as my mum gave us a lift back. She asked how it went, and I gave my friend a stern look before he could say anything. Words can't describe the look on his face, I think this picture does it justice though.
I got a text later on that day explaining that Nicky quite fancied Ricky, which was just the cherry on the cake.
But anyway, that's all for this, I have at least a couple more so I'll write them up at some point, and if there's any interest for me to keep going then I'll think of something else to talk about.
Cheers.
Anyway, I'll begin.
The first first date I remember, was with a girl I'd been speaking to online. I think a lot of people have been in a situation like this nowadays, whereby one starts talking to a girl/guy online before actually meeting them. It was back when I was.. perhaps 13 or 14, and this story starts with me talking to a friend on MSN.
Now, due to boredom, people would occasionally add everyone in their friends list into the conversation, and piss everyone off. Of course, most people would leave pretty much straight away, maybe staying to briefly describe their hatred for the person that added them. (Probably something like 'oi fuk of u twat dnt kep addin me yeh.')
So on one occasion, a random adding spree began, which involved everyone on my close friend's contact list being forcefully dragged into our conversation. Like normal, 95% of them left straight away, after leaving some kind of insult.
However, a couple of girls decided to stay, as they hadn't spoken to my friend in a while. For the purpose of this blog, let's call them Nicky and Vicky. I found one of them (Vicky) to be frankly quite annoying, while Nicky was quieter, and actually quite good looking. (From her fuzzy webcam profile picture, at least.) We all got talking, and after being introduced to each other we were laughing together, and getting along quite well.
Eventually, my friend had to go, leaving me with both girls. The conversation mellowed, and Vicky started to get a little flirty. As previously mentioned, I was more interested in Nicky, so this wasn't particularly comfortable. I started a private conversation with her, and the group conversation slowly died. She was a lot more chatty without Vicky, and I found her to be a really nice, genuine girl.
Over the coming days, perhaps a week or two, we spoke more, and saw each other on webcam a few times. (Both our webcams were shite, which was quite lucky for me at the time, being rather spotty.) We eventually decided we both wanted to meet up.
So, we planned to go bowling. She would bring her cousin, and I would bring my friend, (not the friend from the group conversation) so that it wouldn't be too awkward if we were both quite shy. She also mentioned at this point, that if I asked her out she would 100% say yes. (I have no idea what the procedure is for becoming an item elsewhere, but at the time where I lived, it involved the question 'Will you go out with me?' to officially become boyfriend and girlfriend.)
Anyway, the thing is, I'm rather short-sighted. I hated wearing my glasses when I didn't have to, i.e when I wasn't in class or watching TV, and I certainly hadn't been wearing them while on webcam with Nicky. While the more sensible thing to do would have been to wear my glasses, I decided I wanted to look very slightly less stupid, so didn't wear them.
So there we were, my friend - let's call him Ricky - and myself, waiting outside the local bowling alley, me shitting myself, and him laughing at me shitting myself. A couple of girls walked round the corner, fashionably late, and of course I had absolutely no idea if it was Nicky or not. Partly because of my bad eyesight, and partly because of the bad webcam. I smiled at her, and I assume she may have smiled back - her face was just a blob to me. She walked towards us, we looked at each other (I definitely looked at her, anyway) and she proceeded to walk straight past us, through the double doors and up the stairs.
I looked at Ricky, he looked back at me. He asked if it was her, and I paused before saying 'I… maybe.' He facepalmed.
Note - we were later told that Nicky's mother could still see her from her car, and hadn't been told that she was meeting boys. Which of course meant she had every right to temporarily pretend I didn't exist.
Anyway, we followed these two girls up the stairs, hoping they were the ones we wanted. The fact that the webcams made us both look quite different really wasn't a good thing any more. She was still pretty, though. We kept our distance, partly so that if they didn't know us we wouldn't look like creeps, but mainly to have a look at their behinds.
They went straight over to the counter, I have no idea what for though, as I was the one that had booked the lane. This only gave me more reason to believe that they weren't the girls that we were meeting, and I realised what a shit situation I was in. I had no idea what to do, every option seemed to lead to me looking like a dickhead. Myself and Ricky had decided to inconspicuously position ourselves behind some nearby slot machines while we talked about what to do.
I finally plumped for one option, deciding to simply ask this girl what her name was. Fuck knows why, but this seemed like the least embarrassing option at the time.
So, I walked over to her, and shaking like a leaf, asked 'Hello, is your name Nicky?' to which she replied 'No… I'm Mary.'
I almost collapsed in a heap of shame, before I realised she was joking. She smiled, and I managed to find enough air in my lungs to do a feeble laugh.
Skipping forward a little - nothing much happened during the actual game of bowling.
The time came for us to leave, as we had finished playing. We walked back down the stairs towards the door, and I began to build myself up to ask the question. I was a complete pussy, but I wasn't about to let go of this opportunity. I've always been useless when it comes to figuring out whether a girl likes me or not, but I thought she seemed to be having a good time.
In my mind I became John Travolta as I reached forward, and gently grabbed Nicky's arm. 'Wait… Nicky. I have a question.' The whole world turned and stared at me. 'W.. Will you go out with me?' There was silence for another second or so, before Ricky absolutely exploded with laughter. And I mean the kind of laughter that could injure you if you're not careful. He fell back through the double doors towards the stairs, and I just continued to stare at Nicky.
After about a decade of me watching her watching her shoes, she muttered a few inaudible words, and Ricky stumbled back through the doors, wiping at his watering eyes. He managed to keep himself from laughing just long enough for her to look meaningfully into my eyes and say, oh so lovingly, 'Hmm no.'
Ricky's laughter began again, this time even harder than the first. I was certain he would at least pull a muscle. Nicky gave me a weak smile, turned around and walked off. I was standing there, in complete shock. The humiliation was colossal, and all I could do was glare, open mouthed at the floor. My good friend Ricky, however, was almost having a seizure he was laughing so hard. He witnessed the most embarrassing moment of my life (so far), and was absolutely loving it. I have to say though, if it was the other way round I would probably have laughed just as hard.
The journey home was incredibly awkward, as my mum gave us a lift back. She asked how it went, and I gave my friend a stern look before he could say anything. Words can't describe the look on his face, I think this picture does it justice though.
I got a text later on that day explaining that Nicky quite fancied Ricky, which was just the cherry on the cake.
But anyway, that's all for this, I have at least a couple more so I'll write them up at some point, and if there's any interest for me to keep going then I'll think of something else to talk about.
Cheers.
