GREAT DATE IDEAS!!

Here at Dating Diaries we want to promote healthy and happy relationships that thrive . In order to get to that point, you must first "Get to Know" your prospective date. Each week we are going to ask you to email me a great date idea at datingvixen@gmail.com to be featured at the end of the week!

JAILBATE!!

I met David outside of my office building one afternoon as I was walking to my car in the parking lot. He was tall, dark, and handsome and had a smile that lit up the already bright parking lot! We exchanged telephone numbers and went on about our day. The next day David called and we had a brief, but funny, conversation. He asked if I was available Friday evening for dinner and I said yes. That Friday he picked me up at my house and we drove to the Cheesecake Factory and had dinner. David was dressed nicely and we ordered heartily from the drink, appetizer, and dinner menu. At this point, I was feeling him, he was down to earth, and funny, two qualities that are sometimes hard to come by these days! By the end of dinner I was certain we would go out again!

 When we both finished eating our dessert the waiter placed the bill on the table. David smiled at me and in a very calm, non-chalant voice said, “Oh no, I don’t have my wallet.” “Excuse me?” I said as I looked at our hundred dollar bill. “I’m sorry sweetie but I don’t have my wallet,” he said again withOUT remorse. “Oh ok, that’s too bad but I will just pay my portion of the bill then,” I replied. All sorts of things were racing through my head, like is this man serious, and does he really think he can pull this type of move on me and expect to get away with it??? The fact that he remained so calm when he said it and didn’t offer any apologies or seem embarrassed let me know this was a game he was running and he thought I was about to fall for it.

When the waiter came back I immediately explained the situation and told him that I would pay my portion of the bill but that was it. David remained calm and tried to tell the waiter that he did not have any money whatsoever to pay the remainder of the bill so therefore he would not be paying. The waiter  got his manager who walked over to the table to see what was going on. As the situation escalated I decided right then and there that I would call a friend of mine to come pick me up. I told David that I had to use the restroom and politely excused myself to the bathroom to call my friend. In that instance I knew I was not returning to the table to get caught up in that nonsense. As I made my way back to the front of the restaurant to wait for my friend, I saw two police officers heading towards the table where David was sitting and next  thing I know they begin putting him in handcuffs. I shook my head in disbelief, I couldn’t believe it, I had gone on my first and last date with JAILBAIT!

THAT'S JUST NOT NATURAL!!

I met this dude right after I finished dating my friend from Canada who I should have left in Canada because he was a MESS, but anyhoo, my girl actually saw THIS guy first. I wasn't paying much attention to the guys in the spot we went to that night, in all honestly I just wanted to hang out and be single again that night....so to make a long story short, this dude's friend comes over and starts chatting us up and the guy that my girl wanted, was actually digging me. He was a little big for my liking, I'm 5'2 about 140 lbs, and he towered over me at about 6'2 225. When I first saw him my first thoughts were he's too muscular, but I went with it anyway. I find out that the guy's name is Will so we get to chatting and I like his convo, so we exchange numbers. He called me the next day and we set up a time to grab a coffee and chat that following Sunday. After talking with him over the phone that night I learned that his stats were that he's single, Nigerian, 39, an engineer at NASA with a 6 year son, and a retired pro soccer athlete. My first impression was Wow this guy seems attractive and smart. As time progressed we continued to date and get to know one another. Eventually he started asking for a serious monogamous relationship. Of course since I just ended a situation, I'm thinking, it's too soon girl, but thinking he's a good catch, I say to myself, I'm going to try him anyway.

BIG MISTAKE.

Our next official date was as a "couple." I like reggae and he likes reggae so we decided to go to Crossroads. I showed up alone and he's already there with the fellas at the outside bar. I come up and he kisses me on the cheek, stays to talk for a bit with me and then walks away leaving me to talk to his best friend. Not thinking much of it, I continue with the convo.  The night progresses and it's getting chilly, so we move to the inside. We are dancing, sippin, having a good time; he tells me that he has to go to the bathroom and  I say ok. As his best friend proceeds to chatting me up, something were telling me to look to my left. Not only did I look to the left to see that Will was not at the bathroom, but I also saw that was talking to another woman. My immediate response was not to react, don't trip, and assess the body language of both of them because after all they could be friends, right? As his best friend continues to try to get my attention, I can see my then “Boyfriend” whispering in this woman's ear. Ok this isn't looking right...this man stayed over in that girl's ear chatting for at least 15 more minutes. Hmm ok, I'm starting to get mad so I focus on something else, cause I'm not one to make public scenes and this Hennessey in my system is not about to make me cause one, even though if it did it wouldn't be nothin nice! So he finally comes back over to us and now he wants to be lovey dovey, huggey kissey on me. My body language showed that I wasn't having it. He then gestures for us to go back outside to the bar and proceeds to ask me what my problem is. Playing it cool, I said nothing, because I know how a situation like this would play out: he would try to reason off his actions and make me look like the jealous girlfriend. So we drop it, but then his phone rings, this man - .my bf, moves from me at the bar to the opposite side of the bar to finish this convo. Why is he doing this? Again, I'm just observing but I'm starting to add things up in my head. Again, I say nothing and we proceed back inside. I try to forget what happened earlier and have a good time but by then he decides he's ready to go. I say ok.

 We get inside my truck where this man tries to have sex with me. Now, I can only speak for myself, but I don't mind having sex outside of the bedroom with my significant other but we had never had sex up to that point, so why would I start in the backseat?? I suggested that we go back to his place or mine. You want to know what his response was, “Well that wouldn't be natural, and if it's not gonna be natural I don't want it.” What's not natural about waiting 15 minutes to get to somebody's house, where we can have sex for the FIRST TIME in a bed??? His response kept being it's not natural and now he's just going to go home. At that point, I was mad, I was liquored up, and ready to go off! He then proceeds to tell me he's going to go home since we aren't having sex then gets out of  my car and walks to his.

How does a man expect his girlfriend who he has never slept with to have sex in the back seat of her truck for the first time? Where's the respect in that?! If that's what you mean by natural, you can naturally keep it movin!

Tell us your thoughts! Why was her date being so rude? Or was he being rude?
What would you have done?

THE WEDDING CRASHER

Dear Diary,

At this point in my life, I decided that maybe taking a break from dating wouldn't be a bad idea. I was constantly getting my hopes up with men not worth my time only to leave me with my feelings hurt, frustrated, and disappointed over and over again. I told myself that taking a break from dating would probably be best. It would give me a chance to reflect on who I was, and what I will and will not tolerate in a relationship. I had to stop stressing on what men wanted and focus on what I want and need in my life. It was time to put me first! 

Well, needless to say, all that changed once I went to THE WEDDING. A few weeks ago I attended a wedding of a mutual friend over the weekend. Like all weddings, it was beautiful, and I definitely had a good time. I also met a man named Shawn.Shawn and I locked eyes the moment we saw each other. I was instantly attracted to him and I could tell that the feeling was mutual. During the break after the ceremony, we sat next to each other and got to know one another till it was time for the reception to start. I must say I was intrigued by his demeanor and charm. He asked me if I would join him for a drink after the wedding which I promptly agreed to (since the wedding was cash bar, I know…don’t ask). We went to Red Sky in Laurel, MD for some drinks. The conversation was great. We were getting to know each other. He just turned 30, had a good paying job, rode a motorcycle (sports bike) and had a 3 year old daughter. I really enjoyed his company. I thought to myself maybe this guy could be something special, but in order for me to know that I really needed, I had  to take my time and get to know him. I wanted to do this differently. I didn’t want to rush into another “situation” and get played. We eventually exchanged numbers and kissed towards the end of the evening. I thought to myself, WOW, attractive man, good conversationalist, and a great kisser. Luck must finally be on my side!  He asked me out on an actual date at the end of the night and we decided to meet at Jasper’s in Largo, MD (two days after the wedding) for dinner. From the time we sat down till the time we left, Shawn’s true colors come out.

The man went on a vicious rant on how he felt as though he was not getting a positive vibe from me, how he wanted to make sure I was not taking advantage of him and so on. I was speechless. He also caught an attitude with me because I wouldn’t allow him to touch my breasts, ass or goodies when he wanted to be affectionate with me in the booth that we were sitting in. I told him that touching me in those areas leads to sex and I wasn’t ready to take that step with him just yet. We just met two days ago, cmon man, chill out. He continued to talk about how women have hurt and taken advantage of him in the past. Meanwhile, he told me that he was sexually frustrated and hadn’t had sex since March and gave me a look like I should help him out in that department. The rant went on for hours and he sounded like an emotionally broken and damaged man who was taking out his sexual frustration and anger out on me!

  I started to feel anxious and uncomfortable around him. This was not the kind of date I had in mind. WTF is happening right now?!?! Who is this guy?!?! My first date with a man after a long hiatus and this is the treatment I get?!?!? WHY?!? I couldn’t take it anymore. So, I told him that I was ready to go and he gave me the coldest, evilest look ever. I felt as though he was going to backhand me for insulting him. The waitress puts the check on the table and he looks at me and says “So you got that right?!?” OMG!!! I couldn’t believe those words come out of his mouth. Talk about being shocked. I was like, “No, I am not paying for the check.” Then he went on and on about how “we” women are all the same, blah blah blah while he takes out money and folds his arms with an attitude. We started to have a debate back and forth about the check. I’m thinking, you asked me out, WTF I look like paying for the date. It was getting late, I was tired and my head was starting to hurt so I finally gave in and paid for the bill. In my 29 years on earth, I have NEVER EVER paid for a date. I was so pissed. I felt disgusted and disrespected. We walked out and he walked me to my car and tried to give me a hug and goodnight kiss. I told him that I wasn’t feeling too good and needed to get home ASAP. He was like," Oh okay ,well I hope you feel better and call me when you get in." I got in my car and zoomed home. I had the worst headache at work the next day and this fool had the nerve to call me to see how I was doing and how he wanted to see me again. WTF!!! I told his ass never to call me again and expressed how I felt during our date and that he needed therapy. He felt as though he did nothing wrong and proceeded to tell me how  I was missing out on a “great guy” over something petty. If this man wasn't sick in the head or what. Talk about a date from HELL.


What do you think? What would you have done if you experienced this "Wedding Crasher" from hell!  Would you have paid the bill? Would you have told him off? Tell us your thoughts!