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Beach Dating Disaster
I love the going to the beach. So when I had this beach dating disaster, it was absolutely devastating! I met this guy at a bar on a Friday night (my mistake), we exchanged numbers and decided to get together the next evening for a first date. He was average, I guess. I wasn’t extremely attracted to him, but it was something to do anyway. We met at a restaurant to grab a bite to eat. He was very nice and he seemed pretty worldly; he knew his wine; he knew his beer, and the correct pairings. He was also a good conversationalist. We decided to have a couple of drinks after dinner and at the end of the night, we talked about getting together again.

It was a super nice weekend so we went to the beach Sunday afternoon. I really was not attracted to him at all after seeing him in his shorts and bare feet, but I was going to make it through the day anyway; after all, it was a gorgeous day for sunbathing. Although I thought it was kinda weird, and actually I was a little aggravated when he literally covered himself with the sheet. I mean if you’re not a beach person, it’s cool, just be honest and open your mouth. But, I figured he was cool for not complaining so I didn’t either.
On my suggestion, he left to get some Corona (awesome) and came back with a cooler of beer; he even had a lime with a plate and a knife to cut it. I thought, wow, that’s pretty cool, even though he was annoying me to death by telling me how hot I was (like every five minutes). And then, from his neat little cooler, he pulled out a pair of toe nail clippers and clipped every one of his nasty, long toe nails right there on the beach! Here I was enjoying a hot day in the sun with a nice cold Corona, surrounded by hot guys, with this tool sitting next to me. I finished my beer (of course) and had him take me home.
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