Submitted by Nick:
I met Michelle online and we agreed to meet up at a local restaurant of her choosing. She picked a greasy burger joint so I immediately liked her and was really looking forward to our date.
She showed up, we exchanged pleasantries, and went inside of the small burger joint for dinner. While waiting in line to place our order she struck up a conversation with the guy working the register.
The friendly banter quickly turned to flirting and I kid you not included such lines as "I like your beard, it's really cute," and "Oh, will you be making my burger personally?" I decided to roll with the situation and try to salvage the date so I joined in on the banter and made a few jokes that were pretty well-received.
After placing our order, we headed upstairs to the small dining area and claimed a table in the corner by the window. Michelle said, "I hope that guy didn't think I was flirting with him."
I responded, "Yeah, I'm not sure about that one."
She then told me that she got asked out on lots of dates via this online dating site and would go out with guys sometimes because she just wanted a free meal. This date was turning south in a hurry and as I had already paid for our meals I couldn't help but feel like I was being used.
Determined to press onward, I continued to make conversation, asking about her job and the like while we waited for our food. Up the stairs came our food and who should bring it but Mr. Cash Register and we began a second onslaught of flirting. Again, I felt like a complete third wheel. It seemed like they were the ones actually on a date that I was interrupting. I joined in on the banter again but this time, I was completely ignored.
Finally he went downstairs, but halfway through our meal came, you guessed it, Mr. Cash Register. He slowly cleaned each table and emptied all of the trash cans, all the while flirting with Michelle.
We had both finished our burgers, fries, and drinks by the time he finally left us and I had gotten in all of ten sentences. The date was beyond over as far as I was concerned and I suggested that we leave.
As we headed out, she noticed the Galaga arcade game in the corner. She suggested that we play and I said, "Are you sure? That could take a while," as I love that game and could play it for hours.
She said, "Sure, you afraid I'll beat you?" Oh no she didn't. It was on now. So long Mr. Nice Guy.
Two quarters and 15 minutes later, her game was over and I was just getting warmed up. After level 18 I told her that we could just go and there was no need to finish the game so we headed outside, said our goodbyes and parted ways, never to speak again.
A horrible date but I do love kicking some Galaga ass.