Worst Date

Rather than worst date, I will explain what is maybe my worst "dating experience," as it unfortunately did not end at the date...

I was here last summer, and my ward combined with another ward because they were so small. There were 2 Sunday school teachers, one in my ward and one in the other. The one in my ward and I had been on some dates before, but we both weren't feeling it, and that was fine. Near the end of the term, the other teacher complimented my eyeshadow and then asked for my number in front of the other teacher. I was amused, so I gave it to him. Big mistake. This was before my 210 trip. Post 210, after I thought I was in the clear, he called. Everyone deserves a first date, so I agreed. We went to dinner, which is fine. He gave me some weird compliments like... just staring at me silently and then saying "Wow, you are just so beautiful." I guess that could be sweet but it wasn't, trust me. Afterward, he said he'd rented a movie and asked if we could use my apartment because his roommates were home. Fine, because so were mine and I needed their presence. We made carmel apples and watched the Aubry Hepburn version of Sabrina. This is a pretty harmless date, and because I was not in to it at all, I figured he'd never call back. The night ended with a hesitant side hug. If that were the end of it, it would've just been awkward, but not bad.

However, the next week he called back. I was on my way to a class and expecting a call from another boy, so I answered the phone on impulse. He asked me out for Friday, but I said no. I didn't have a date lined up, but I was planning on it, so I had to keep my evening free. He was a persistant little devil though. He asked me out for a weekday instead. I was in a hurry and needed to get rid of him, so, caught off guard, I agreed and hung up. Again, big mistake. Our second date, again, started with dinner. More weird compliments like "You have amazing hands. I would love to draw them sometime." Then monopoly in the Tanner building. This is the second time I have done this activity on a date. Word of advice: if this is ever on the date agenda, run away. Fast. Monopoly was whatever, but as we were walking back to his truck, he grabbed my hand! Holy heck, that is SO not okay. I was paralyzed, I did not close my hand, and as soon as I regained my senses, I pulled away. We then went to the duck pond south of campus to feed the ducks. Holy moly, I just wanted to go home. I was miserable. I kept my arms folded for the rest of the night. Post duck pond, he finally took me home. I'm pretty sure the night ended without a hug.

Well, it unfortunately doesn't end there. He continued to call and I flat out refused. Multiple times. I told him at first that I was too busy and didn't have time. He left a bottle of PowerAde on my doorstep with a note that said something like "Hope your week is good, even though it's crazy" or something like that. He continued to call, and I continued to be busy. I avoided him when I saw him. I panicked. He creeped me out, and maybe I'm a bad person because of it, but oh well. He sent me a single flower with another card and said something to the same effect of the PowerAde. For FHE that night, my roommates and I burned the card. A little melodramatic, but I was only a Sophomore. I guess you could say I was acting "sophomoric."

Finally, one Sunday he showed up at my apartment. Keeping to the honor code, we just stood in my front room. Half of my roommates were in the kitchen and he didn't ask for privacy. It was a horrible confrontation, at least in my opinion. He said he really enjoyed the time we'd spent together and wanted to keep being able to go out. I said no, I didn't see it happening. I'm a mean person. I explained how busy I was that semester and that I just wasn't seeing anything happening between him and me in the future. He left, and my roommates laughed. It was horribly awkward.

He had graduated, but every now and then I'd see him on campus or walking near the apartment complex where we live. I have literally walked blocks out of my way to avoid running into him. I'm just a terribly awkward person.

On top of it all, he was balding.