Bad date #1: A guy who was very handsome in the model kind of way (not my normal type, but I thought I was "supposed" to like)---he had the most fabulous abs, chest, and shoulders I'd ever seen, but NOTHING else! We worked together and he asked me out to dinner. Blinded by muscles, I said ok. When he picked me up, he did that STUPID pec flex thing where his pecs move around but he's trying to be cool, but wanting me to see? I suppose it's the male version of wearing a low cut top and leaning too far forward or something. We parked in the parking garage and walking down the slope to the street, I swear he looked at his reflection in car windows and checked out his hair AT LEAST 6 times, possibly more. That was gross to me. Then you know how normal jerks position themselves where they can see the football game if there's a TV? No Tv.....but this special guy positioned himself where he could see himself, and he did watch. I was totally put off. Then he was SO RUDE to the waitress. He did everything short of calling her doll and slapping her bum. Finally, he said something with such conceit, that I put my fork down, said "I'm sorry, but I am totally about to be sick" and paid the waitress for my food and tipped her....I just knew he wouldn't, so I didn't want to take a chance. Then I walked a few doors down to a coffee shop where a friend worked and read a magazine until she was off and could drive me home. A week later we're at work and he comes by. He asked, in front of 3 of my male coworkers, "A., do you think I'm attractive?" I said "Handsome? Yes. Attractive? Not in the least". That afternoon, one of the 3 guys asked me out and we dated almost 2 years, lol. He said he asked me out because he was impressed and proud of me for not falling for the jerk's looks.
Bad date #2: A very handsome air force guy came to town fairly regularly and stayed at the hotel I worked at. A bit older though--in his mid-30s. He would run the property in shorts and no shirt and all the front desk staff AND housekeepers would stop and peek out the windows at him, lol. But he was very smart, well traveled, articulate, charasmatic. He'd get bored in his room and come down and talk politics, swap travel stories, etc. A neat guy. Well, one day he called to make another reservation, and after doing so said "Can I take you to dinner?" I said I didn't want to get in trouble with work or anything, but after he pressed, I said "Ok, you can pick me up outside my apartment complex" (didn't know him well enough to feel comfortable with him coming to my door since my roommate was out of town). So, I was off work, he checked in, called me, and let me know what time he was coming to pick me up. I'm all dressed up, looking cute, and I come down to meet him. He jumps out of the car, gives me a hug and a little kiss, walks to open the car door for me....the BACK door? Then he introduces me to his wife. A wife I did not know he had. A wife that was very interested in meeting me. I was a little perturbed, to say the least. I had no idea he was married, or a swinger. That didn't happen. I was kinda mad that he thought it would.