A MIMBO!!! That''s what I call the conceirge in our condo building!Date: 3/7/2010 11:29:05 AM
Author: elrohwen
I don''t really have any horror stories ... The worst was when I went out with this guy on the rowing team and allll he could talk about was working out, rowing, getting in shape, etc, etc. I wanted to bang my head on the table repeatedly. He was a nice guy, but the male equivalent of a bimbo (though he was an engineer, so clearly he couldn''t have been as stupid as he came across). We just had zero in common.
After our date, I hoped he''d drop it, but he kept contacting me and wanting to go out again. I felt bad letting him down. Then a week later I passed him in the street with my roommate who said ''He''s so hot! Why don''t you date him?'' Lol. Oh well.
Funny thing is, DH hates him with a passion (we were at the same school) because he''s such a male bimbo. He almost spit out what he was drinking when I said I went on a date with the guy.
Haha, he was such a mimbo!!Date: 3/7/2010 11:46:53 AM
Author: kama_s
A MIMBO!!! That''s what I call the conceirge in our condo building!
I don''t have many stories to share either, but a few:
- First date, after 10 minutes of talking, guy wanted to get busy in the parking lot. Yeah, like that''s happening.![]()
- Guy treated me like his ''trophy'', took me around to introduce me to people he didn''t like to rub it in their face. Um. WTF?
- Guy was FULL of himself, he thought he was the greatest thing since sliced bread. I didn''t even get to say two works!!!
Date: 3/7/2010 7:25:17 PM
Author: Haven
I met my husband on jdate.com, it''s a Jewish dating website. I only went on one date with another guy from that site before I met my husband, and it was a pretty awful date.
First, he told me he was 31. He was not. He turned out to be at least 45 when we met in person.
He proceeded to talk during our entire meal, and mainly about the following things:
1) How much he hated Chicago. He was from Michigan, I think, and Chicago was just an awful city in his opinion. Thanks, I was born and raised in Chicago.
2) How *noble* it was that I was planning on becoming a teacher because he could NEVER live his high falutin'' lifestyle on a meager teacher''s salary. Teachers are SO POOR! How could he enjoy his second home in the country and all his travels on a teacher''s salary! He NEEDS a sports car at all times.
After the meal he did not wait for my car to come at the valet, he gave me a quick hug and left me standing there with a ticket in my hand.
Fine. I wasn''t interested, I made that pretty clear from the outset when I asked him why he lied about his age. The really strange part of it all was that two or three weeks later he called me and left a strange message about how he had been thinking about my long, strong legs the entire time, and hoped we could get together soon so I could wrap them around him.He apologized for not calling sooner, but he was at his ''country house'' relaxing. Gag.![]()
Psycho!
BTW: I always wear pants. He must have been thinking about some other poor girl''s legs.
Date: 3/8/2010 8:50:36 AM
Author: Galateia
The worst one that I can think of offhand was when I lived in Montreal and discovered that men from the Middle East were really hot. However, after a few months, I figured out there were some cultural differences and attitudes towards women that more than made up for their physical attractiveness.![]()
Like the guy who stared at my arms and kept touching them all the time (I was wearing a sleeveless but high-necked shirt) telling me that if I visited his village with bare arms the men would ''just start ****ing off'' and later said he was looking forward to ''seeing how far he could go with me''. How far he got was that the date ended as soon as I could escape and I never went out with him again.
There was also the guy who ordered a giant submarine-style TUNA SANDWICH at this fancy restaurant and proceeded to eat it dryer-machine style, littering the table with flecks of canned tuna. He commented on how feminine (not sure the exact words) it was for me to barely touch my food and stick to drinking my tea. Apparently he didn''t realize I was so queasy from viewing his food''s acrobatics that I''d lost my appetite.
Ahem. I continue to just look at him...waiting, hoping for a crack and a smile and a "just joking" hahahahahahah.
NOTHING, homeslice was 1000% FOR REAL.