My Worst Date
Dating is not easy. In fact it can be downright scary! A few weeks ago, several KLBJ employees were gathered around the ol’ water cooler exchanging stories about their worst dating experiences.
In honor of the biggest date night of the year, we decided to share a few of our tales with you.
Sierra | Graphic Design
Ariana | Digital Content Producer
One time, I went on a date with this guy I used to work with hoping that one thing would lead to another...
We got sushi, and then decided to go get drinks at Parkside (not realizing that place is expensive as sh**).
Anyways, we ended up getting pretty tipsy and I kept trying to hint at him taking me home and to try and increase my chances I went ahead and offered to pay for the bill. I guess he didn't catch my drift because he did not invite me over and instead went home by himself
So in the end I was left paying over $100 bucks on drinks and not even getting laid.
Ian | Marketing Assistant
Taylor | Marketing Assistant
I got set up with this guy, and we went on a date to watch a movie premiere party. All was well, he was a cutie and was seemingly sane. That is, until the end of the night. After we left the premiere party, he insisted on going to the 7/11 across the street for a pizza. Gross, but I’m not going to judge. As we were walking out of the 7/11, we saw that there was a fight going on. Instead of avoiding it, he dropped his pizza AND JOINED IN ON THE FIGHT. Needless to say I was shook and I bailed.
Kim | Digital Content Director
CJ | Asshat
The date was weird from the get go. It was my first Tinder experience so I had never met her before and we were both expectedly anxious. Second, she kept going back and forth between wanting to bike to the location together or take my car. Fortunately (since it was summer) we took my car.
The plan was to eat, get a few drinks, and then go to a concert.
I treated her to a nice east side restaurant that was highly recommended by a female coworker. Unfortunately, she didn’t eat meat and this place happened to specialize in it. After 15 minutes of her berating the server, we managed to order. Just as things calmed down and we were eating, a drunken listener came up and started (loudly) making fun of me for being on a date. This made her even more uncomfortable so I tried to joke and explain my job in radio to which she replied “Oh, I don’t listen to that crap.”
We survived diner and headed to a bar she recommended. It immediately became clear that she was a regular and the bartender was VERY into her (I understand her wanting to take a first date to a bar she felt comfortable at but the bartender was clearly not happy that she came in on a date). Apparently he likes to make her special drinks so he poured a strong chartreuse martini. He turned to me and whispered: “You are either going to thank me or hate me for making her that.”
After a few drinks we headed to the concert venue. Upon reaching the door I noticed the setlist had been posted: Doors at 9:30, show at 10:30, and headliner at midnight. It was currently 7pm. My date, visibly intoxicated, said she wanted to go across the street to play pool.
Two hours of her knocking into people, talking shit, and almost getting me into fights slowly passed and we finally headed back to the venue. When the headliner started, she decided to leave me and sit on the edge of the stage.
I patiently waited in the back while she talked with some random dudes – and even appeared to give one her number. I contemplated leaving but thought that would not be cool because, after all, she had been with me all night at was at this point very drunk. She was my responsibility and I was going to make sure she got home safe.
On the way home she proceeded to grab and mash my crotch – painfully – while trying to kiss my neck. I did my best to concentrate on the road, which seemed to really piss her off. We arrived at her apartment; I helped walk her to the door and quickly bailed as soon as she got the key in.
We are now married.