Second time's NOT the charm.

Since the weekend is prime dating time, I thought a good way to kick off the festivities would be another story from the Bad Date Hall of Fame.  That way, when you're on what you think is an awful date you can always think back to this and tell yourself, "Well, at least it isn't THAT bad."  Thanks to a dear Foxy Friend of mine for sharing her holiday dating woes with us.  Take it away, Foxy!

Plan was to see dinner and a movie and to meet at his place.


So I drive out there and am kind of confused because the house that I think is his has a blow up Santa on the lawn, a Christmas flag, a wreath on the door, and a light up reindeer that moves on the front line.  But yes, it's his.  And no, he does not have a female roommate.


I'm trying not to judge and then I walk into his house that looks like the Griswold's family Christmas threw up on it.  He has a tree in the living room, a crochet Santa kleenex box cover with Santa on it, a poinsettia kitchen mat in front of the sink, and velvet bows on all his door knobs.  Remember, no female roommate....he just really likes Christmas.  Onto the house tour.


He has a blue and white Christmas tree (he is a huge Duke fan and is obsessed, which we will get to later) in his BEDROOM.  Full size.  WTF?!  You are 29 years old!!!


The second bedroom is almost worse.  It seriously looks like an 8 year old boy's dream bedroom.  Everything Duke that you can imagine.  Laptop cover, the wallpaper border is Duke patterned, 27 bobble head dolls arranged neatly on a book shelf, a REAL locker from the Duke locker room with signed jersey & cleats.  Walls covered with signed Duke stuff....yet no TV or couch so it's not like he hangs out in there.  It's just this weird Duke shrine.

This is not turning me on.

We then go downstairs and he has me sit on the couch (but before I sit down he straightens the blanket I'm about to sit on.  Oh and his room was OCD clean with shirts & shoes organized by color.  I assumed he had a cleaning lady but when I asked him nope, he just likes things neat.).    So he says, "Wait til you see the early xmas present my mom got me.  It's great!"  Then he proceeds to show me this shutterfly picture book his mom made for him of his life from birth til age 30.  THIS IS OUR SECOND DATE.  


Finally, mercifully, we head out to the movie.  He tells me he picked a movie for us and we are going to see....ARTHUR CHRISTMAS!!!  I mean, I like xmas and all, but for a DATE?!  And get this, when we get there, there is an 8 year old girl having her birthday party.  So picture us sitting behind a row of 10 little girls, with him trying to put his hands down my pants.  Really, this is not getting me off at all: Arthur Christmas & a children's birthday party.


We went to dinner after and at last, the date is over so we head back to his place.  He is shocked when I say I'm going to leave and asks why I don't want to spend the night.  Really dude, really?  You do not want me to answer that question.


He has texted and emailed me since.  I finally had to send him a polite "break up" email.  Merry Christmas, buddy.


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