Monday, August 17, 2009
A pauling Paul and Andre the Giant Goatee..
So the title says it all. I went on a date with a guy named Paul. He bossed me around the entire time, saying... "take this over there... don't do that..." ect. Originally he was going to pick me up, but at the last minute was like, "I changed my mind. Meet me downtown." Needless to say, one chance was all this turd got. A few days later I went on a date with a guy named Andre. And all I can say is SMARMY! He looked like he came out of a bad movie. He wore a silky shirt and had one huge nasty Goatee. I am not a fan of facial hair. Never have been, never will be. Yuck. He kept asking me if I liked his goatee. For a while I tried to be polite, and eventually asked, "Do you like mine?" He said "if you had one, I wouldn't be here right now." And I said, "Now you know how I feel." Yes, kind of rude, but he was getting on my nerves. After that he stood up and left. I wasn't offended, I was relieved. I also recently went on a date with a guy named Joel. He was nice, but had no ambition or drive. Honestly, this generation of men is embarrassing. :( I'm supposed to go to a movie with a guy named Tyler this week, so I'll let you know!