It's not a make of car that you see everyday, so when I saw this gem of a Datsun at the gas station, it got me reminiscing about my WORST DATE EVER.
While I'm in NO way a snob when it comes to money, cars, etc. I was slightly nervous when my date showed up at my house in a rusted out, barely running Datsun. Ah, if this was the only problem... so I get in and am immediately curious... is that muenster cheese I smell? Maybe Gouda? Intriguing. He states: "I don't have money. Would you like to go walk around the park?" As previously stated I am no snob, so I agree. We make it to the park after many car konk-outs and awkward silences. We're walking around and he decides he wants to hold hands. Frick. I barely touch people I know, let alone some dude that I just met who (I just noticed) is sporting a pentagram ring. Dodge the hand hold by commenting on said ring. "Oh this old thing? I've been wearing it a very long time. I'm a warlock you see."
Oh, I'm sorry. I must have nodded off for a second. I think he just told me that he's a warlock.
"I've been doing spells and practicing my whole life. I come from a long line of warlocks. I have this mirror at my house that I can watch you in. Hey look! My friends are right over there!" (A bunch of Goth kids.) "Do you mind if I smoke this joint real quick?"
Alright, yep. I'm calling my mom and I'm going home.
How did this date come to be, you ask? Well, he started working where I did and I saw him singing "Lowrider" to himself and doing the robot. A sense of humor will get me every time.
8 comments:
HAHAHAHA! Seriously?! I can't believe you turned down a warlock! What were you thinking???
I think he may have hit that joint and a few other things a little (or a lot) BEFORE your date.
a warlock,eh? yep...that really does rank up there with one of the worst dates ever.
you really do crack me up. :)
That's unfortunate. Imagine how awesome your life would be right now had you stuck it out with that guy. You could've been "Nadja, Mistress (or Missus) of the Dark."
Oh well. No sense agonizing over coulda, shoulda, woulda.
I don't blame you; I would never settle for anything less than Dungeon Master.
HAHAHAHAHAHHAAAHAHAHA!
Oh man. Thank you for a good laugh this morning! :)
Wow. I don't even know what I would say if someone told me they were a warlock. Unbelievable.
My friend that lives in Chicago saw a man stand up on the train, pull down his pants and take a dump...I thought of that story when you said that he was singing Lowrider by himself...don't know why.
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