I met a girl through a friend of a friend while my buddies and I were out one night. We started talking and eventually made plans to go to a party later in the week, her as my date.
Four days later, as she was driving to my house, I found out the party was cancelled. So now I’m real nervous assuming that she is going to think I duped her into hanging out with no real intention of going to a party.
Of course, I did what any reasonable person would do and started drinking lots of hard liquor, very quickly, to curb my anxieties. En route to my place, she had gotten turned around and showed up later than expected. Also unexpected: I was wayyyy too drunk.
She showed up and we ended up hanging out, watching a movie and talked about getting food. We decided on a local diner. I convinced her to drive, knowing putting myself behind the wheel was a bad idea. At the diner, I had an omelet, pancakes and a milkshake. She did not eat. I left an outrageously large tip.
She dropped me off, drove home and it was the worst date either of us have ever had.
That was 10 years ago. Now, she is now my wife.