Submitted by Emily:
Will and I both worked for local media and saw each other at events around town occasionally. One night at a party we had a couple of drinks together and talked about our jobs. He seemed a little shy, but nice enough.
A week or so later he invited me to his company Christmas party at a local restaurant. I knew some of the people he worked with, and since I wasn't dating anyone at the time, I agreed to go. Since anything can happen on a first date, I drove myself and met him there.
The party was drinks and dinner with the usual holiday stuff going on. He was friendly and outgoing around the group, and didn't seem to mind that I was mingling on my own some, which I appreciated. Eventually, the party moved down the street to a bar so I went along.
Some people went to dance and we sat at the bar with another guy from the party. I was on Will’s left and his friend from work was on his right.
Will spent a lot of time talking to this guy while I sat there with my drink. There didn't seem to be any chemistry between us, but I decided to try to stay involved. I mean, it was a date, right?
I moved between Will and his friend to be part of the conversation and Will asked me to go back to my seat. It was odd, but then he explained he was partially blind in his right eye and wanted me on his left so he could see me. Of course, this meant he had to turn away from me to use his good eye to see his friend. He was immersed in some apparently fabulous story that I couldn't hear because of all the noise in the bar.
A short while later I got tired of looking at my date's back, and I stepped in between them again. Before I could say anything, he yelled “I asked you once already to stay over there!” and stormed out the front door of the bar.
I think he wanted me to follow him out and chase him down the street. Instead, I watched him go, finished my drink, and left. Thankfully, I had my own car!
The next day, I had a voicemail from him. He "wanted to explain." I didn’t call him back and I left my job soon afterward, so it was a year or so later when I ran into him again.
When I did see him, he actually said, “You didn’t call me back.”
All I said was, “You’re right.” I think he moved away after that.