Remember when I said....

Remember when I said that I wasn't going to date nerds anymore. Well, you must have thought I was being a little unrealistic. Now, I've decided I'm not dating anymore. I'm totaly being serious. I refuse to date. I went out on the worst date in history last Sunday. This was the last straw. I don't think I can handle anything worse. And that is how my dates have been going, from bad to worse. Let me tell you the horrible story. I was due to meet him at six at the restaurant. As i was turning the corner to the restaurant, I new I was getting near it cause I saw what seemed to be a pandhandler in front walking in cirlces. I thought the place was supposed to be a little classier, but I figured we are in NY, anything happens. Well, as I walked closer, the guy I thought was a pandhanler yelled out my name. I think I almost fainted. I didn't know what to do. The pandhandler was my date, ok he wasn't actually asking for money, but he looked like he should be. He was wearing bright blue shoes that looked like he had just taken them out of the trash. His pants were so gross, they had holes all over them, and one side was longer than the other. His supposidly pink shirt was so gross that it was really brown from not being washed in months there were staind all over it. it was also buttoned wrong, so I could see his yellow undershirt. Plus the smell was so nausiating that I could smell him 5 feet away. the worst part of it all was he had blood dripping down from his ear. It was mainly dried blood, so who knows how long it was there for. I couldn't beleive it. I didn't know what to do. When he opened the door, I couldn't even hear him talking on the top of his lungs like he did the whole date. I was in complete shock. When we walked in I think the waiters and manager saw the look on my face and felt compassion towards me. I think they were also in shock. They sat us down and never really left my table. I guess they could see the look in my eyes asking for help. They even brought me free appitzers cause they felt so bad. The whole date went with him saying things like, "On our next date we should go to a museum. "Oh, I could take you out to a baseball game, won't that be fun," or "I think our relationship is going well, I would like to take it a step forward." Things like that. I kept saying to him, cause I didn't want to make him mad, "I'm really old fashioned, I like to go through a shadchan." "I'm sorry, I think you need to slow down, I take things slow."
I was shaking by the end of the date. I hadn't eatten anything cause I was so nausious. An hour later, when he walked me to the train I was so relieved but I couldnt get on the train yet, I had to go sit in the park to settle down. It was horrible. Never in my life have I ever been so scared. That is why i am not dating anymore, cause I can't handle a date worse than that.