As promised, today I will recap a recent date with the aptly nicknamed; Scrooge McDuck.
Not sure if ya'll were around for my last date gone awry back in May, Sloth Toe, but I have a knack for having the worst, yet hilariously entertaining dating mishaps ever. Staying true to form the story of Scrooge McDuck will not disappoint.
I met Scrooge back in mid June at a pool party, schedule conflicts prevented us from meeting up time and time again so about two weeks ago he finally said enough was enough and took the initiative... he stopped by my night gig and waited for me to get off so we could grab a drink. Pseudo Date #1 went off well enough, we grabbed a drink (me nursing my one, him downing two) before we called it a night. I was nervous as h*ll because I'm so out of practice but it went well enough and I was looking forward to seeing him again. A few days later while texting, it was decided he'd come over and watch a movie with the roomies and I, Pseudo Date #2. They sure got a kick out of my awkwardness but gave me the thumbs up over all. I was still apprehensive about him, although he was growing on me, so last Thursday when he texted me wanting to hang out after my shift I was all for it...
He gets to my digs and we decide to grab a drink nearby... we order two beers and the bartender tells us the total... after which Scrooge looks at me and says, and I quote: "Your turn."
I kid you not.
Mouth agape in disbelief, I quickly gather my wits and pull out my debit card. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for being an independent woman and I ALWAYS offer to pay on dates but this guy hasn't even taken me out on a REAL date yet! Call me old fashioned but isn't he still supposed to be "wooing" me? "My turn?" Really? SERIOUSLY???
We snag a table and I'm thoroughly annoyed but I try to give him a chance to redeem himself... Why didn't I just call it a night there? He quickly downs his beer and orders another one joking with the bartender that I will end up nursing my first one the rest of the night. (Which I do) Once he's drank the second beer I suggest we leave as I am "very tired." (Read: Anytime a girl says this it means the date is OVER. You FAILED) As we start heading out he looks at me and says... again, and I quote: "You gonna tab out?"
That's right ladies and gentleman, he had me pay for his second beer as well. UN-BE-LIEVABLE!
And that my friends is the end of Scrooge McDuck, cheap skate extraordinaire! Needless to say I have not returned any of his calls or texts and so goes another entry for the Dating Disaster Log... and everyone wonders why I'm still single... do you see the material I am working with here?!?!?
Hope you enjoyed!
This concludes our entertainment portion of the blog, we now return to your regularly scheduled running-related posts...
Last night I was supposed to return to the track. I haven't been in over a month because quite frankly, speed work at the track hurts. I know I've mentioned my hatred of the track time and time again, but seriously... I HATE IT. Anyway, so first I forget my shoes, so I go home on my lunch and grab them. Then as we near the end of the day I realize my I also forgot my Nike+ . By the time the whistle blows for the work day to end the sky is black and there is lightning... clearly I was not meant to return to the track today. I thought about attempting it on the dreadmill but I've still have yet to figure out how ya'll do this so, in the end, I decided to hit up a Pilates class with The Brunette.
After the Yoga class on Sunday, I was hoping I'd fall in love with Pilates as you get to move a bit more... Yoga was great for stretching me out after that brutal run but quite frankly I wasn't 100% sold. I'm too antsy. Pilates was definitely different, but some of the moves really killed my knees and hurt my hips. I may try it again, with another instructor, just to see if I like it better but ultimately I wasn't that impressed. What can I say, nothing fulfills me quite like RUNNING.
Last night I was supposed to return to the track. I haven't been in over a month because quite frankly, speed work at the track hurts. I know I've mentioned my hatred of the track time and time again, but seriously... I HATE IT. Anyway, so first I forget my shoes, so I go home on my lunch and grab them. Then as we near the end of the day I realize my I also forgot my Nike+ . By the time the whistle blows for the work day to end the sky is black and there is lightning... clearly I was not meant to return to the track today. I thought about attempting it on the dreadmill but I've still have yet to figure out how ya'll do this so, in the end, I decided to hit up a Pilates class with The Brunette.
After the Yoga class on Sunday, I was hoping I'd fall in love with Pilates as you get to move a bit more... Yoga was great for stretching me out after that brutal run but quite frankly I wasn't 100% sold. I'm too antsy. Pilates was definitely different, but some of the moves really killed my knees and hurt my hips. I may try it again, with another instructor, just to see if I like it better but ultimately I wasn't that impressed. What can I say, nothing fulfills me quite like RUNNING.
34 comments:
Hahaha.... you're dating stories are as good as mine! Just be glad you're in a big city where you DO NOT have to see him again and there's always more to choose from...:-/ Thanks for the entertainment portion!
Damn - what a douchetard. Does he still live with his Mother?
Wow!! I can't believe that guy said those things - are you kidding me? I would've said, Um no, it was your drink A$$hole!! I had a date back in college where the guy took me to the movies and when we went to buy the tickets, he told me he had no money. Seriously?!?
wow. that is one classy guy. no wonder HE'S still single! whatevs, at least it makes for a good story, right? haha
Sigh. We will continue to be heterosexual lifemates.
Glad you made it to pilates. I like it more than yoga personally. We will get you to love the track. Some way. Some how. ;)
Wow, what a winner. :/
I'm definitely with you on nothing being as fulfilling as a good run. It's just not the same! Good for you trying out some variety, though.
I think we could spend a lot of time sharing date stories. In fact, because you shared one...perhaps I will in an upcoming post as well. I'll begin with either the guy who called me and "f'ing stupid idiot" or the most recent one who was planning our wedding after the first daye. UGH!!!!!
Haha I was cracking up to Jamoosh's comment "does he still live with his mother?" That's just ridiculous. I have a problem holding my tongue in situations like that so I probably would have gone off on him!
Pilates FAIL...oh well at least you are trying new things!
What a catch! Can you imagine having to spend the rest of your life with a guy like that?!?
Ah I read the horror stories of dating and it reminds me how good I've got it now! :) I don't miss the single life at all! I remember those times!! What a creep!!!
I was doing yoga for awhile and loved it. I really need to get back into it. It really helped to keep me stretched out from running.
1. Ugh if that ever happens to me - which i feel like it will, it's kind of an inevitability at one point or another - I just don't know what I am going to do with my face.
2. i think yoga helps sooo much with staving off injuries!
I once dated a woman who refused to pay for my brake/rotor repair on the second date. True story. Never saw her again after that though the brake job was done very well and well worth the money. Her loss.
Haaaaaaaaaa SERIOUSLY? Believe me, I am all about a girl paying her way- but who says YOUR TURN- its one thing if you offer and secondly it was two beers, how expensive could this place be? Wow!
Anyway, I like pilates better than yoga because it is more active, but you are right that nothing quite makes you feel like you exercised like a run!
That is pretty lame, not paying for drinks, come on. Hope you have better luck next time around!
Wow. What a D-bag. I mean, I'm a stinge too, but I'm not so blatantly rude about it! I would never TELL a date to pay for me! I can't believe he made you pay for both his drinks....!! grrr. Funny story, but man, what a disaster!
I know what you mean about pilates and yoga. When I was a ballerina back in the day, yoga and pilates was so peaceful and amazing, but now, I need the same adrenaline rush as running, and have no patience for the stillness of some of the poses!
L.O.S.E.R.
And I promise, he wouldn't get better if you gave him more time...
I like yoga; not a fan of pilates...but I'm quite with you--nothing fulfills like my dear Running.
Wow. I have almost the SAME story, except that in mine, our date convo revolved around me discussing my frustration with not being able to find a job post-college and being broke, while he was bragging about how much $$ he made.
AND THEN he asked me to get the tab.
Oh, that's terrible. An awesome story, but a terrible thing to really happen. "Are you gonna tab out?" Classic.
Poor form. No class.
Popped in from SITS--this guy is a TOTAL loser! I didn't pay for anything until my husband and I were engaged--even though I offered all the time!
As you told me this story yesterday, rehashing it just made it worse. What a complete LOSER. Ha ha ha, but then again, I can't stop laughing at it. Well I'm laughing with you at the douche.
well…here it goes.
perhaps he was just a bit confused. I mean, we live in such a confusing and difficult world, and dating seems to carry with it all kinds of unwritten rules. like, first off, if you hold the door open for a woman on a date, she sure as heck better pull your chair out of the table for you. or, what if you are really enjoying the date but you are tired from running 20M the day before, so you just happen to mention how tired you are (like five times), and she doesn’t even offer to buy you a Red Bull. dating is confusing.
Sure does make me thrilled to be married! But, it makes me worry some about my daughter:)
That is shady! NO guy should ever expect or tell a woman to pay until you are married and the money is shared. I started paying every once and a while when husband and I were an item but not before then. That is crazy! He is a loser!
hahahaha. what a loser! you should've totally called him out so when he/anyone else googles him they see what a loser he is!
nothing wrong with sharing costs but hello not unless you are CLEARLY strictly friends OR have gone on like 19 dates already. and then the 2nd beer too? WTF dude can't pay like $4? LOOOOSER.
I love it how the guy is being picked to pieces here and how he is being labeled the “Total Loser”. I would have to say that how he approached the situation was horrible and I am surprised Morgan didn’t punch his lights out. (She sounds like a feisty red head)
But I do have to chip in to save the male gender here as you all work on emasculating it. I say that all the experience that I have as a dating coach has led me the conclusion that men and women are highly confused in what the “rules of dating” are now a days. The rules are changing faster than people can keep up with them. We are coming off a 5 year stint of the “independent women” . During that period the “classic gentleman” ideal was trashed and destroyed. “It’s not fair for him to run and pay for everything…” Well now once again we are seeing the shift. After almost destroying the “classic gentleman” women are wondering and longing for it again. Women must understand that men are simple and confused easily. You can’t keep changing the game on us… I better get off this rant before I type up a book. But to sum it up. Enjoy dating!!!! its fun!!!!. (And guys should at least pay for the first few dates before he even thinks about splitting it or letting her cover)
I could excuse the first request but asking you to settle the tab... well, surely it might have been his turn?!
Tania (via SITS)
WOW! Who does that? What a loser
Well, at least he cut right to the chase and didn't waste your time by pretending not to be a total doof.
It must have been hard to keep a straight face when he asked you to pay for the second beer!
WTF to Scrooge. Who does that?! Well, at least you got a blog story out of it - haha!
You are adorable! You had me at Scrooge McDuck, but you can now call me a follower of your (very cute) blog. XO!
You don't ask someone out and then make them pay for it. TACKY and ungentlemanly! Also, you don't buy a second drink if the person who's paying doesn't...unless you pick up the tab yourself.
Hilarious!!! I still am in disbelief he had the nerve to say "your turn!" What is the world coming too?
It is soooo easy to see why he is still single. What a loser!!!! You should be glad that you found that out as quickly as you did. Some losers are good at hiding it a bit longer!
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