Dating Disaster

So the story starts, boy meets girl, boy asks girl for her phone number, girl hesitates but decides to give it to boy. Now, I am this girl. The boy, let's just call him Jack, called me 2 days later. Honestly I didn't remember even giving him my number. So we chat for a bit and he asks if we could go out sometime. I hesitate yet again, but say yes. In my head I was thinking "eh, why not?" So we agree on a day and time - Friday at 6:30.
Now, normally, when a girl has a hot date she is nervous, anxious, and excited. She goes through her whole closet and tries every possible combination of clothes on to find that perfect outfit. We have all done it. As a matter of fact, if we can't find the perfect outfit in our closets we may start looking through others' closets or we may go out and buy something new. But this wasn't the case this time. I had been in and out of relationships for a while and had been having a dry spell. So I decided pretty quickly on what to wear and got ready for my date with Jack.

Now I am waiting. He was supposed to pick me up at 6:30. Well, now it's 6:45. By 7 o'clock I thought I was stood up which would be my luck. So now I am fuming and upset all in one. I sat in my living room and turned the television on. About 7:20 I noticed headlights coming up my long driveway. This enormous truck pulls up and out steps Jack. He actually didn't stand me up! So I go outside and ask him why he is so late and he says he got lost. I invited him in for a minute while I gathered my things together and that's when I realized he was like a foot shorter than me! I started second guessing my choice of high heeled boots when he asked me if I was ready to go.

We climb into his truck and off we go. I finally asked him about 5 minutes into the drive where we were going. He said he thought we could go see a movie and then grab a bite to eat. I started to relax a little and just as I thought to myself "he isn't so bad," he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. I do not smoke. And he continues to light one and doesn't even glance in my direction as he does so. So I asked him why he hadn't asked me if it was okay to smoke with me in the car and he just chuckles a little. He thought I was joking! So I ask him nicely not to smoke in the car because I don't smoke and it bothers me. Again he chuckles a little! He smoked the whole cigarette and didn't care that I had asked him not to.

Now we get to the movies. We get to the ticket counter and he says I will have one ticket for the 8 o'clock showing for this movie. I have to buy my own ticket! I am not one of those girls who thinks she should never pay but on a first date I think he should have at least offered. So I buy my ticket and we go inside. I am still trying to think positively about this whole night, thinking maybe I can salvage a little bit of it and have a good time. The previews start and he looks at me and tells me he is going outside to have a cigarette and he'll be right back. I don't understand this. We just came in and sat down and already he wants to go have another cigarette?

After that the movie started and nothing could go wrong while the movie was on, or so I thought. At one point in the movie I glanced over at him and he was sleeping. I wanted at that point to run out the door and call anyone to pick me up. After the movie I said I was tired and not hungry and asked if he could just take me home. When we got back to my house he didn't try to kiss me goodnight and he didn't get out of the car to walk me to my door. As I slid myself out of the truck, he asked me if I would like to go out again. I said "not in this lifetime, but thank you."

Jack tried to call me a couple more times to apologize for that night but I just ignored his calls until he stopped. What a nightmare! After that I also started being more selective about who I went out with.