Crazy Date Etiquette: Story 2

This story isn't really outrageous, but it was a situation that baffled me a little when it happened.

I met this guy once who ended up really, really, really wanting to go out with me. I'm not sure why; I wasn't all that nice to him (although, maybe that's why he was so interested). Anyway, after about the fifth time he asked, I said okay. He made a very big deal about wanting to take me out for a nice dinner at my favorite kind of place. I mean, we discussed this at length, and he wanted me to choose the restaurant and everything.

Now, I could tell he was kind of a basic food, meat and potato guy, while I really like unusual, very ethnic food. So, I chose a great little thai place that I know has a good selection for the not-so-adventurous eater. He said that sounded great.

About an hour before our date, he called to say he wanted to meet me at Outback Steakhouse. huh? He apparently had gotten a craving, and it was his favorite place.

Okay. Listen guys: Outback is fine...for a third or fourth date. But you won't be impressing your lady if you take her there on the first date, and you really won't be impressing her if you made her choose a restaurant in the first place, and then changed your mind.

Like I said, not an outrageous situation, but a baffling one. I will say I wasn't too surprised when we proceeded to have the most boring evening ever. I couldn't wait to finish dinner and go home! And no, there was no second date!

Crazy Date Etiquette: Story 1

Am I crazy, or is it to much to ask for someone to at least put real pants on for a date?

Many years ago (before Internet dating), I dated through the newspaper personals. I met a guy who seemed very interesting...at least on the phone. He was a photographer, had arty friends, seemed funny. We agreed to meet.

I should have known when he picked a college pick-up bar that something was amiss (he was in his 30s).

He wasn't there when I showed up. I waited, and then called to see where he was. His response was "Oh, you showed up?" Why didn't I run away? Fifteen minutes later, a very grungy guy in SWEATPANTS walked through the door. I momentarily ignored the fact that he didn't even resemble his description of himself because he was wearing SWEATPANTS.

However, I had just come from the gym and was starving, so I suggested we get that dinner. He had already eaten, and didn't have his wallet with him anyway, so we ended up at a pizza place.

Short story: he lived at home with his mom, was a self-proclaimed photographer (which I learned meant he got stoned all day long), and wanted to be my boyfriend. ugh. I respectfully said no. He was very confused as to why I wouldn't want to date him. Hello...he was wearing SWEATPANTS!

I'm very curious about date attire...what's the most interesting thing someone has worn on a date with you?