Submitted by Anonymous:
I met an older boy, Josh, at a party. We had a great time together, it turned out that we liked the same music and movies, and we basically just had a lot in common. As it came time to leave, he asked me if he could take me out on a Wednesday afternoon. I thought, weird time for a date, but okay, why not?
The Wednesday of the date, he called to tell me that he was downstairs. I went to meet him and literally the first thing he said to me was, "So, I didn't get my paycheck. I can't really take you anywhere nice." Wonderful start to the date right?
I was too nice to say anything that I was thinking, so I just smiled and nodded.
We got to his car, he had the crappiest Jeep with absolutely no doors or roof. He said, "Heh, I should have warned to you wear a hat." Yes, Josh, yes you should have.
He took his old, sweaty baseball cap and stuck it on my nicely done hair, without even asking! Then he said, "So what's it gonna be? McDonalds?"
Awkward pause. He said, "I'm jut kidding..."
That time I actually did speak up. "McDonalds on a first date? Wow, I'm going out with a real Romeo, huh?" I laughed at the end to try to make it seem like I was kidding.
He bought it. "Oh, I know the perfect place!" he said, and we drive off...
Turns out this "perfect place" was a cheap, disgusting Philly cheese steak... I can't even call it a restaurant... stand, I guess? Anyway, it looked gross, but I didn't want to be a bitch, so I just ordered.
It came time to pay and he said, "Oh shoot, I don't think I have enough to cover both of us. You mind chipping in?" Now, I don't expect boys to pay for everything, but on a first date? It's kind of customary.
Anyway, I threw in a few dollars. Then guess what he did? HE ASKED FOR IT TO GO! Yes... on the first date, this boy decided to take me back to his house... I already felt so uncomfortable, but I didn't know what to do, so I just went.
The rest of the date was spent sitting awkwardly on his couch, eating this disgusting cheese steak, and watching Finding Forrester (which is not a date movie, let me tell you). He kept scooting closer, while I scooted farther away and took as long as possible to eat my sandwich.
Thank GOD my mother called me, so I excused myself and begged her to help me figure out a way to get him to take me home.
We came up with a story, I laid it on him, and he agreed to take me to my house. He said, "But not without a goodbye kiss," grabbed me, and started making out with me. I was in shock so I didn't push him off right away, but... ew.
Fast-forward a week... I was sick as a dog with the worst cold of my life.
Fast-forward three weeks... I was finally well again and went to a party. He was there and he asked me out AGAIN. I played it cool and changed the subject, "So, Josh, what have you been up to?"
"Ugh, I was super sick."
"Oh yeah, when was that?"
"Like, around the time we went out."
Great. I got a Philly cheese steak and a cold... and neither was free.
Submitted by Anonymous: