Hey Sherrie!
So glad to know I am not alone with the losers out there....I may have exhausted all options up here in Canada...maybe I should be moving South...lol
Blind Dates...had more than my fair share...
One blind date had me pick him up( no wheels...welcome back to my days in high school...sigh)....he , while in my car, put the window down and spat out the biggest wad of gum I have ever seem a human chew on.
He then asked me what perfume I was wearing and before I could say the words...Aromatics Elixer, by Clinique.....he told me he hated it...oh, and then he said that perfume gives men breast cancer.....
He decided we could go for coffee( i was really thinking more along the lines of driving myself off the Niagara Escarpment)...and so off we went to a dirty diner. I ordered my coffee( two sugars, one cream)....to which he bellowed..." you KNOW that sugar is bad for you...????
And so being the soft spoken Canadian gal that I am, I screamed out to the server....MAKE THAT 4 SUGARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL
He then suggested we get them to go!!!!!! I looked at him and informed him that ,while my car did have many lovely options,.....fold out t.v. tables was NOT one of them...LOL
As he was a relative of a dear friend of mine( and even after meeting this idiot-we are still great friends),....I had him to my apartment to drink our coffees.
While there, I guess romance took over him and he proceeded to get a little bit "friendly".....I moved away and asked him just what the heck he thought he was doing????
Without a word of a lie he replied............."I'M JUST SHOWING YOU THE COWBOY WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I grabbed him by the collar took him outside and firmly stated..."look around this joint, cowboy,.....this ain't no dude ranch and I don't have horses."
I ordered him into the front seat and drove faster then the speed of sound to dump the cow patty off.
End of saga? Hardly...At three o'clock in the morning my phone rang...it was "the dude"...he says to me..."you didn't like me very much, did you????
I replied, maybe the girls you are used to will hop in the back of your pick-up after a 6-pack, ...but I have class-you don't and bugger off...!!!!"
A few months later I had the pleasure of meeting this loser's parents and they were so lovely......this guy's own Father told me what a loser his son was!!!
...imagine...