PC’s Worst Dates

Richard Hodaly, Staff Writer

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Valentine’s Day is around the corner, and we here at the BlueStocking wanted to make a list of the worst dates our readers have had. At 90’s night this past weekend, we let you, the readers, tell us all about your funny date stories. Here are some of the best ones.

“I was hanging out with a friend one day, and we ended up going to dinner. During dinner, he mentioned the word ‘date’. I didn’t know until I was on the date that it was considered a date… at least in his mind.”

“Blind date/setup: Year of the hail storm. A friend of mine’s boyfriend set me up with a friend of his because we had ‘so much in common’. Within the first minute of meeting him he hiked up his pants, spit, and said something along the lines of ‘howdy’. [It was a] terrible time that culminated in me driving home through a freak hail storm!”

“I was working at IHOP for the summer. I accepted a date with one of the chefs because I was bored. He didn’t really speak English and just wanted to get it in. We ended up eating ice cream and running around Wal-Mart. He didn’t get any and now I have a good drinking story.”

“There are some events in human history that should be uttered once and then forgotten. I feel that this matter must be recalled and then cast off into oblivion. This date was deep in the winter of all cheerfulness. Yes, it began in winter. My mother set me up on a date with this neighbor boy a few blocks down. Since all my other plans failed to launch, I decided to give my ‘dear’ mother the benefit of the doubt. I don’t want to be that girl, so I’ll just call him John. John drove up in his Pinto. He called it his Aluminum Falcon, or something. Anyhow, he began to call himself ‘Solo’, or something and demanded I growl like a bear. he became disappointed when I refused, but before he could voice his displeasure, I felt something break off the front of the car and slide under the wheels and tires started breaking and stuff, right? So the car did some gymnastic stuff before coming to a stop. Before I could catch my breath, he dashed out the door and ran into the woods. I heard he moved about a month later. I don’t talk to my mother anymore.”

“Freshman year of college, I asked a girl from California (city girl) out to a date (I’m a country boy, by the way). We went out to eat first, but not where I wanted to go. Instead, we went to Burger King because she apparently loved it there. I, on the other hand, hate BK and fast food. But whatever… So we went and got food, but not only was the food horrible, she ate crazy! Food was flying all over the place. It was raining cheese and pickles. Then we went to a pretty field to look at the gorgeous night sky. However, she was more interested in climbing a water tower like five miles through someone else’s land Needless to say; I’m not cut out for the city-faring girls!”

Well, there you have it folks. The five worst date stories we could gather. Now go to the Front Page and take the poll to tell us which story you think is the best one. Happy Valentine’s Day!

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