Mexican food and mayhem
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| Wed, 02-01-2006 - 2:42pm |
Hello all,
After a rash of dates that were uneventful and where no chemistry was evident; here's my latest experience for the files. The date was last Saturday at a great Tex-Mex restaurant called Chuy's here in Austin. Such a shame the weather was so nice outside and the atmosphere inside was so turbulent.....
ACT I (Meeting): A tall woman named Stacy (6'0" tall, blonde hair, green eyes, slender build) wrote me a nice e-mail on match two weeks ago. Nothing out of the ordinary so I e-mailed her back and after a few more e-mails we moved to the phones. I spent a relatively short time conversing and we set up the date for last Saturday afternoon. The calls seemed normal in all respects.
ACT II (The initial meet): We met in the waiting area and I noticed she was nicely dressed except for the jeans with holes in them. We went to the bar and ordered drinks. I noticed she seemed uneasy and was having problems keeping her speech straight. Perhaps she had a few drinks before we met? Our conversation was uneven and she looked like she was intoxicated. Could this be? Here's some memorable tidbits from our conversation:
Stacy: I'm hungry... I want my food now.
John: Perhaps we ought to wait until we are seated?
Stacy: You really ought to reword your profile and just say your divorced. Not divorced twice.
John: I like to mention I've been divorced twice. I prefer being upfront and honest.
Stacy: Are your eyes dilated?
John: No. And if you will notice they are not bloodshot. :-)
The beeper rings and it's time to be seated and eat!!!! :-)
After we are seated she begins playing with the overhead light by swinging it back and forth.
ACT III (The Meal):
John: Are you enjoying yourself?
Stacy: I hate this lamp. It sux. I want my food now.
John: Well, I'll call our waiter and see if we can speed things up.
After ordering our meal it finally arrives in 30 minutes:
Stacy: This burrito sux. And the chips and salsa are terrible.
John: That's not all that's bad.
Stacy: Our waiter looks like a shim.
John: What's that?
Stacy: A she and a him.
Stacy: I really hate this lamp.
After eating quickly it's finally time to leave. :-) !!!!
ACT IV (The exit):
We get up to leave the table and she asks me what I'm going to be doing that evening.
John: I'm going to be my myself. And I'm going to enjoy it very much.
Stacy: I'm going to a testicle festival.
John: ? No response.
On the way out she walks over to a lone diner; takes some chips out of her basket and dips them into the ladies salsa and eats them. She can barely walk when I lead her to her auto.
John: Perhaps I can call you a cab?
Stacy: Why would I need a car. We just had mexican?
John: Thanks so much for the date. Have a great life....
TT
PS: I'm going to go back with my ex. It's alot easier.....

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Oh my gosh that is a wild story. I can not believe that she took someone's chips. And how can she not like Chuy's?? I think you handled yourself wonderful in a strange situation. At least since she didnt like it you shouldnt have to worry about running into her there just be on the look out if you attend any testicle festivals ;)
Jen
John-
That was a riot!
CL-Truewild1969
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