found this quote and think it applies

"You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation."

-- Plato

Just to show you ladies that women can be just as messed up on first dates, I offer this story.


My friend Alex had talked me into asking out Michelle. She worked in one of the stores we frequented, and he had said "Dude, she flirts with you all the time." So after much pushing, I asked her out. Much to my suprise, she said "yes."

So, I go to pick her up, still going good, and we head out to dinner. I take her to one of the local resturants, where we have salads, talk about our families, then main course is served (she had the chicken, I had the chops). Now I will admit, other than a few things like "how's your meal," and "this is good," I probably didn't talk much while eating. But this next part was not deserved.

After finishing her plate, she looks at me and says "will you excuse me?" Thinking nothing of it, I rise from my chair as she stands, and I watch her head towards the "ladies room." Well, I sit there, like all guys do I'm sure, thinking about how well it's going. She's been interested in the things we were discussing, and I believed we were having a good evening.

Now while I'm sitting there revelling ing the evenings events, the waiter comes up and asks "are you ready for the check?" Well, I look up and naturally say "I think I'll see if my date wants any dessert." He looks back and says "your date?" To which I reply "Yeah, the lady that was sitting with me." Now he kind of looks away, then down, then back at me and says "sir, she left a few minutes ago." I immediately fired back "no, she's just in the ladies room." He of course responded, "no, I saw her walk out the front door, that's why I got your check."

My mind raced for a second, did she see someone outside she knew? Did she go up to the convience store to buy some cigarettes or something? I ended up asking the waiter for a seven and seven, and waited. After an hour and about five drinks, I decided she wasn't coming back, paid the check and went home. I started shopping at another store the next day.

Oh well, how about the one where I had been dating him for a month or so, and we went to a carnival and listened to bands, he said things like "I'm so glad I'm here with you... you're the best thing to happen to me..." ect ect, I say hey, I'm kinda hungry, let me get dinner, you always pay... so I get wings, he kisses me and says "I'm gonna go grab some beers" and that was the last I saw of him...

Only to have him email my best friend, (who set us up) and told him that he was in love with me, and it scared him, so he left.... then sent me flowers and expected for me to just take him back with open arms...

UHM...NOT.

D**n Lily that's cold. Not even a first date, and he ditched you? I hope you went home with a clown, just so you could be cruel and tell him. I mean I've taken women home (theirs) that I didn't even enjoy talking too. Heck, I've only thrown one person out of my car ever, that was a hitchhiker, she was nuts, and wanted to come home with me.

It might be "off topic" but why are women hitchikers actually more messed up than their male couterparts?