Dates... the anticipating, the excitement, the nervousness! It all goes hands in hands with the most perfect romantic night or it could be the biggest disaster. Today we've checked with our Inkspell authors and asked them about their own epic dating disasters. Each of us have been there at one time or another, we've wanted something to go one way and we were disappointed. The goal is to laugh along with these events. They do make some wonderful story line possibilities.
Mine is a nightmare scenario! I was getting ready for prom. My parents were out so I was on my own, hair in curlers and butterflies in my stomach. I slipped into my fabulous little black dress (a clearance rack dream) and heard the most horrible sound. It ripped along the seam, from the kick pleat to the middle of my rump. I went into full frantic mode. When he arrived I was in stockings and a robe, crying and blotchy and mortified. I explained, through hiccups and tears, what had happened. He calmly took the dress, a needle and thread, and told me to finish getting ready. I did while he fixed my dress. It might have started out as a disaster, but it ended up being a wonderful evening!
Embarrassing dating disaster?I should mention I rarely get embarrassed, which is fortunate considering I’m constantly doing something stupid.I could probably write a book on past embarrassing situations, however one particular incident does come to mind.
Several years ago, I had very limited experience being outside of the small town I lived and I had begun dating this very nice fellow who was from a large city.We were in said large city one evening and heading out to a nice dinner.I was quite unaccustomed to being in such a populated area,
and began gawking at the skyscrapers.As we drove along, I then noticed what I believed to be some “ladies of the evening” and some very rough looking gentlemen.My mind raced with images of the dangerous life on the streets in the big city, all the illegal activities and criminal elements
similar to “Law and Order” on television.I must have been daydreaming for quite some time, all these exciting and scary thoughts bouncing around in my head.
Completely distracted and still gawking every which way, I was suddenly thrown back into reality as my car door was flung open.Let me tell you, that fight or flight response kicked in, and never seeming to have good sense, mine is always short on flight and full of fight.That would-be carjacker had certainly picked the wrong vehicle.This Kentucky girl was going to make him sorry!Before rational thought could even come into play, I had balled up my fist and was swinging at the open door. Fortunately, that particular left hook wasn’t my best, but it certainly terrified the man opening my door who had covered his face and cowered.“Ma’am, just trying to help you out of the car!” The “carjacker” who turned out to be the restaurant’s valet then shakily yelled. I turned around to my date who had this look of dumbfounded horror on his face, and all I could think to do was laugh. Uncontrollably.
I didn't date much in high school or college. I had two steady boyfriends throughout the years, then got married in my early 20's, so my experience is limited. But my sister once went on a date where the guy asked her to meet at a fancy restaurant. When she arrived, he said, "So, lets go grab a coffee at Starbucks." Turns out, he had no intention of actually taking her to the restaurant. Then, asked her to pay for his coffee and pay for his parking (please note: they drove separately). Suffice to say, there was no second date.
We hope you enjoyed our little misfortunes and see that life has its share of unfortunate adventures. Feel free to share yours!