I can think of a couple. The same friend who set me up on a very blind date with the man who is now my husband was endlessly setting me up on disaster blind dates!!! Actually, I had told her to stop it, and she ignored me and introduced me to my husband. Anyway, the worst one was this guy showing up about an hour and 20 minutes late with a stained Pantera shirt on (big marijuana leaf on the front, and I am NOT a fan of drugs or those who glorify them, period). He didn't even say hi or introduce himself. He was all, "So, dude, you ready to take off or what?" I didn't have anything else to do, so I thought it might be amusing just to tag along and have a story to tell. We were walking to his car and he was like, "J was right. You're fairly exotic looking." Okay? So we go to The Library, which was actually a brewery, bar and grill. He consumed about 6 beers and scarfed a basket of fried mushrooms while I nursed a Coca-Cola.
at 10:46 AM on Feb. 8, 2011