Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:6:21 - sounds like your date was a deep thinker who thinks about hypotheticals other people don't. I'm kind of the same way. I recently read a book about women who killed during the holocaust (Hitler's Furies) and it got me thinking what I would do if I'd lived in Germany under the Third Reich. Would I help Jews? Would I escape? Would I join the SS organizations? Would I try to slip under the radar? (for me, it would depend on whether I had kids.)
I suppose that thinking about that stuff could come off as creepy if you didn't know a person well, but better you found out early that maybe you weren't compatible.
New poster here...I am the same way. I don't really think 6:21's date sounds that "off".
+1 I agree. I actually would have found his POV interesting.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:6:21 - sounds like your date was a deep thinker who thinks about hypotheticals other people don't. I'm kind of the same way. I recently read a book about women who killed during the holocaust (Hitler's Furies) and it got me thinking what I would do if I'd lived in Germany under the Third Reich. Would I help Jews? Would I escape? Would I join the SS organizations? Would I try to slip under the radar? (for me, it would depend on whether I had kids.)
I suppose that thinking about that stuff could come off as creepy if you didn't know a person well, but better you found out early that maybe you weren't compatible.
New poster here...I am the same way. I don't really think 6:21's date sounds that "off".
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:6:21 - sounds like your date was a deep thinker who thinks about hypotheticals other people don't. I'm kind of the same way. I recently read a book about women who killed during the holocaust (Hitler's Furies) and it got me thinking what I would do if I'd lived in Germany under the Third Reich. Would I help Jews? Would I escape? Would I join the SS organizations? Would I try to slip under the radar? (for me, it would depend on whether I had kids.)
I suppose that thinking about that stuff could come off as creepy if you didn't know a person well, but better you found out early that maybe you weren't compatible.
New poster here...I am the same way. I don't really think 6:21's date sounds that "off".
Anonymous wrote:6:21 - sounds like your date was a deep thinker who thinks about hypotheticals other people don't. I'm kind of the same way. I recently read a book about women who killed during the holocaust (Hitler's Furies) and it got me thinking what I would do if I'd lived in Germany under the Third Reich. Would I help Jews? Would I escape? Would I join the SS organizations? Would I try to slip under the radar? (for me, it would depend on whether I had kids.)
I suppose that thinking about that stuff could come off as creepy if you didn't know a person well, but better you found out early that maybe you weren't compatible.
Wait, I thought of another one. Yeah, this is 12:52 & 12:54 again. High school was interesting.
I went on a date with a guy once who, I kid you not, had a car that usually only worked in reverse. Hey, it was a car. On our date we went to a parking lot on a super rainy night and did doughnuts and drifted a whole lot. Then he hydroplaned me home.
My DH and I just laughed for like 5 minutes after reading this. Thank you
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.
Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.
Yeah? I don't know, most of my friends went out to the movies or for ice cream for first dates, even at 18. Getting high in a basement? I wasn't expecting an expensive dinner out by any means. Guess I was naive.
You're not. I dated alot at that age and nobody ever offered weed.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.
Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.
Yeah? I don't know, most of my friends went out to the movies or for ice cream for first dates, even at 18. Getting high in a basement? I wasn't expecting an expensive dinner out by any means. Guess I was naive.
You're not. I dated alot at that age and nobody ever offered weed.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.
Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.
Yeah? I don't know, most of my friends went out to the movies or for ice cream for first dates, even at 18. Getting high in a basement? I wasn't expecting an expensive dinner out by any means. Guess I was naive.