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I got freaked out just as much as she did, but after that, we went to a park near her house and made out for a bit.Only thing was I had never done anything like that so I was super nervous, sweaty hands, red-faced, really awkward, and just your typical nerdy, not graceful, lanky kid trying to navigate what to do with a girl in this situation. Every first date will be awkward in some way or another." 10.' Once I got back to the car, the girl [asked] the same question on my phone in anger.The next three hours in the car, we drove in absolute silence." ."On our three-hour drive to a food and wine festival, I stopped for food, leaving my phone in the car.With my date and phone in the car, my cousin texted me with the question, 'Do you think this girl is right for you?Maybe it's not funny, but it was definitely cringe-worthy." 11."Actually got pretty excited about a Tinder date once. However, after about 10 minutes through coffee, I discovered that she had said literally everything interesting about herself in the messages leading up to the date. "Throughout our first date, we decided to share fun facts about ourselves whenever the conversation ran dry.
Turns out there was some soft-core porn before one of the movies I recorded and of course that was the one she chose to watch.She was very much into the idea and so we spent the afternoon doing a bad reenactment of the IKEA scene.She got embarrassed by me sitting on the moving sidewalk because that was clearly the most embarrassing part of being taken to a Menards on a first date.When it comes to horrible dates, we've all been there, done that...maybe even done it again. ' Me: 'Ummmm.' (He kept saying 'what else' like to hurry the convo or something—it was really weird)Him:'Ugh, do you know anything? My date repeatedly and periodically yelled, 'I know you think this is my fault, but it’s not! ' To which I screamed, 'I’m not the one who cried in the cop car,' to general merriment."After emailing with Henry on Ok Cupid for about a week, we decided to meet at Home Sweet Home on Chrystie Street for a date.And everyone knows the real freaks congregate in NYC, meaning terrible one-on-ones are amplified in the most gruesome way, and often broadcasted across Facebook for all the world to recount. You had us laughing, crying, laughing again, and then almost vomiting. OMG, look behind you, I've been trying to figure out these people since I got here.' Me: 'Hmm, interesting group. In my mind, I was stoked for drinks with a hot, bearded, blue-eyed hipster from Long Island City, not someone with delusions about being a reincarnated American Civil War Yankee officer.