Dear Diary,
This story is from a little while back when I still lived in Texas. I was out one night with my coworkers attending a happy hour event at a chill little bar in Fort Worth, Texas. I was playing darts with a super cute guy and some how ended up last man standing. Shocker, I know. I reached the point where it was time for me to go home but I was out of cash for a cab- this is back when Cabies only took cash so I had to walk a few blocks in order to get to the closest ATM. The cute guy I was hanging out with insisted that I get a ride home from him to save time and money. I was a good bottle of wine deep so I decided to take him up on the offer. He just wanted a chance to take me on a date in exchange. I agreed, we shared a smooch, and off to bed I went. I was super excited and a little nervous because this guy was pretty much a stranger- and yet I got into his car?! Awesome. So- date night came and he instructed me to come to his house. I didn't think much of it but was glad to have my own car in case a quick get away was in order. "Why not just meet at the restaurant," I thought. As I was walking up I noticed a lovely aroma coming from his place. Turns out for our first date he decided to cook me a romantic dinner. Okay... Kinda weird but I definitely understand the need to save money. Dates can be super expensive. During the night he progressively starts to touch me as though we have been together for months and is kinda weirding me out. But what weirded me out the most was how dirty his place was. Kinda like organized filth. So when the food was ready and I sat down at the table waiting for him to serve me. He removed the skillet from the fire and proceeded to toss the veggies and meat as he is walking towards me. Then this happened- Mid toss he dropped a hand full of food on to his oh so not clean floor bent down to pick it up off his nasty floor only to put it back in the skillet licking his fingers. But did he go back to the stove and give it a flash fry? (That would still be wicked gross but a hell of a lot better then what he did do.) NOOOOO- he tossed it in the air once more saying "oops"then he plopped it down on my mutha-F'ing plate!!!! I was in total shock and almost lost it. But I kept my composure and pretended to eat it, said I have an upset stomach, and excused myself as quickly as I could. But honestly- Who does that?? The laws of common decency let alone general health standards should tell you- If you drop food on your nasty floor please don't serve it to a girl on your first date. Especially when she just saw ya drop it!!! LOL. Fucking Nutball!!! The weirdest shit happens to me, I had to share that one with ya'll.
Have a great day my sweet Lovers- And Happy Dating!!
Love,
VK
