I ended up drunksitting during a date. The guy I was out with had 10 beers. He wasn't interested in spending time with me -- he was interested in all-you-can-drink PBR. And subsequently used me as a designated driver while he enjoyed his bender.

Ok, it sucked. Patience.
If u liked her enough to do all that AND spend $50 whole dollars.
She liked YOU enough to get to that point.
Have some friggin' patience.
If you don't expect anything from her she might end up calling you after all.
A little time.
Just do something nice with someone pretty, don't expect anything and you might be surprised what u get in return.

i think my worst date ever was with a guy i met on match.com, who ended up having a girlfriend and didn't tell me about it. additionally, he informed me on our first date he didn't wear underwear ever, he smelled horrible, and i bought the beer. he also enlightened me WAY too much about intimate experiences he had...which my imagination didn't even cover.
my online dating experiences have overall sucked. but that one tops the charts.

We were meeting up at Maccoys Patio in Westport on a nice Sunday evening for drinks. She arrived and I gave her a hug. I told her I would buy the first round if she got the second.

We had good conversation and we both were survivors of a fatal illness, so we had something good in common. I did a small bit of a fun psychology test (no one knows it is lol) and she was different than most people. We finished our first drink and she baught the second. At about that time she recieved a phone call and I could tell it was another guy she was dating due to anxiety and body language (no biggy most people date more than one person at a time but like to hide it).

She hung up the phone and we went back into conversation but she started texting for about three minutes. She abruptly stood up after a text and said she needed to go to the restroom.. She acted weird about it so I had a feeling something was going on.

Not much time past the point in which I figured she should have been back from the restroom. I knew she had flaked...

On my way to my car I called her and demonstrated my concern for her disappearance. The next day I texted her to let her know how much of a childish asshole she was. All she had to do was say she needed to go but I think she had a screw loose..

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She was from Russia. She didn't speak english all that well. We went to see the Austin Powers movie (#2), the one with a gazillion sexual innuendo's. It was fairly awkward during and a bit afterwards. A little later she was pretty darn frisky. Too much vodka was consumed that night. I woke up in the bathroom. She was sleeping on the floor by her bed.

I kept dating her for a while longer, even though the communication wasn't that great. For some reason I have a fetish for russian vixens.

Ok. So it wasn't that bad.