Bad Dates – Wallet Forgetter and More

Bad dates - Wallet forgetter

The Wallet Forgetter

I went on a date with George because he asked me out and I had nothing to do that Saturday. We went out to this really swanky place he selected and he even did the ordering for both of us.

We had a great time; the wine was flowing, the conversation was easy and the ambiance was delightful. But when the bill came, I noticed George put his hand to his chest and then he said, “Oh, I forgot my wallet.” It seemed like he was lying so I laughed and said, “Yeah right.”

After a few minutes, I realized he was being serious. So I didn’t mind paying; I had a good time with good company. After leaving the restaurant, we decided to go for a stroll.

We were walking along having a good time and then George spotted an ice cream shop. As we walked towards it, he said “my treat”, and pulled out – ta da! – his wallet.

I guess he forgot the lie he told back in the restaurant and wanted ice cream so bad that he was actually willing to pay for it. Cheap bastard.

Karen, Tulsa

Promiscuous Bitch

While out on a date with this girl I met through a friend, she began asking me about my past girlfriends, how many women I had slept with, if any were really good in bed, if she was prettier than all of them.

I found her line of questioning weird and asked her why she wanted to know all these things. She said she was just curious and was trying to keep the conversation interesting.

I said I wouldn’t mind answering her questions if she would answer the same ones. She agreed.

So here’s how it went:

How many girls have you slept with? 6
How many guys have you slept with? 37

Were any good in bed? Yes, all of them.
Were any good in bed? Only 4.

Am I prettier than all of them? Well, most.
Am I cuter than all of them? Not even close.

So here I was on a date with a promiscuous girl who thought I was ugly. Needless to say, I didn’t pay for her part of the meal nor did I drive her home.

Anonymous, Vancouver