Joomla! site syndication http://slateyourdate.com 2008-11-20T22:09:14+01:00 http://slateyourdate.com http://slateyourdate.com/images/M_images/joomla_rss.png text/html 2008-10-02T09:08:34+01:00 http://slateyourdate.com http://slateyourdate.com/content/view/61/ So I met 'Bob' through a mate on a drunken night out. He seemed like a nice bloke. We swapped numbers. He was a mate of a mate - so I figured he was pretty normal. Ex Squaddie. Nice build, ok looking. So about a week later we arrange to meet up for a drink. He texts me to tell me he is going to be late, so we meet up. He is kind of strange. No self confidence - yet all he likes to do is talk about himself. It was so awkward sitting there talking to him ... trying to make conversation. Then all of a sudden he starts telling me how he has had plastic surgery on his nose, his eyes and how he wants pec and ab implants next!!! I am thinking OMG get me out of here ... so I make my excuses and try to leave. Then he tells me that he will walk me to my car ... so I figure he is redeeming himself. He then tells me that I can drive him to his car! So being a mug I do ... then he starts trying to turn on the charm. Being a complete mug - then he grabs my hands spins me round does some dodgy sals-esque dancing and trys to kiss me ... its awful - so I tell him mate you seriously need to sort it out which he doesn't take too kindly to. Although he does tell me he would like to bang me becase apparently I am fit and gagging for it needless to say Mr Body Beautiful didn't get a 2nd date. text/html 2008-10-02T17:26:50+01:00 http://slateyourdate.com http://slateyourdate.com/content/view/62/ Well it started out fine... he picked me up from my house... all good... booked the tickets for the cinema and went for a nice drink while we waited..... lovely... We then do the whole small talk thing... he starts talking about the samdwich he had yesterday... in great detail! What bread it was, what was in it, what sauce went with it and so on! I was trying my best to sound interested but then when he started talking about how much debt he is in and that his family had to save him and nearly broke up over it... to make it worse he had the worst dull voice ever!! I really wanted to get out lol!! So I ended the date quite early and then as soon as he dropped me off, he insisted he come inside too (!) to meet my parents! The next day I woke up.. and had 4 texts and about 12 missed calls from him!! One of the texts was inviting himself to my house to watch a movie for that night!!! This carried on for about 2 weeks! Him hounding me with calls etc!! Terrible!!! text/html 2008-10-06T17:41:35+01:00 http://slateyourdate.com http://slateyourdate.com/content/view/63/ It was about 12 years ago, I was 26 and a single mother of a 2 year old boy. My mate decided I needed a bloke, I didn't really see the point but I got talked into meeting someone who she thought would be soooo suitable for me. I met him, in a working mens club. Now, I'm not a snob but c'mon, this was meant to be a first date? He was very rat like, smaller than me, skinny and he wore his hood up - this was before hoodies were the norm amongst young uns. He told me how much he hated his ex - so we were off to a great start not! I suggested we went somewhere else as we were getting stared at by the other 4 customers in the club. We went to the proper pub across the road and had a drink but it was dreadful, I even seriously contemplated climbing out of the bathroom window and getting a taxi home but I had arranged to stay at my friends that night - the one that organised the 'date' so I decided to persevere, only because I knew she was out herself at that time. We left that pub after I suggested moving on, cannily I suggested the pub that I knew my friend was in. We walk there and on the way he NEEDED to stop at a bus stop bench and skin up!!!!!! Skin up ffs - it was like dating a 16 year old. Then - if that wasn't bad enough he walked me to the pub through a graveyard and kept on and on at me asking if I was scared - I wasn't scared enough to let him get hold of me that's for sure. We arrived at the pub where I knew my mate would be, phew! I took a seat by the pool table as he went to get the drinks. The pool table area also had a TV in it and you know what it's like when there's a TV around - your eyes are like magnets to them. I was staring at the TV when he arrived with the drinks, not watching it, just staring I suppose - that's when he flipped. He accused me of staring at one of the pool players arses!!!! And, it wasn't a joke he got proper grieved over it, He went on and on and on and on and on at me. I was gobsmacked, 12 years later and recalling this I am still gobsmacked. text/html 2008-10-08T11:36:46+01:00 http://slateyourdate.com http://slateyourdate.com/content/view/67/ text/html 2008-10-10T15:16:16+01:00 http://slateyourdate.com http://slateyourdate.com/content/view/68/