Maybe you loved prom…maybe you hated it…maybe you didn’t go at all. It doesn’t matter!!!! (The Rock Voice) Lol
The Thisdateisover.com team invites you to dust off that Chinese collared tux or that ruffled gown and join us for our 2nd Annual Prom Night…The Do-Over on Saturday, June 24th at 10pm at All Set Restaurant in Silver Spring, MD and recreate your prom experience as an adult. Purchase tickets at TDIOProm.Eventbrite.com.
(Street parking and nearby garage parking at 8700 Cameron St, Silver Spring, MD)
SINGLES & COUPLES WELCOME!
Mature professionals only (25+)
Formal attire requested
NO ATHLETIC WEAR
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So I met this guy through my internship and we hit it off very well. We kept in contact and went out on a few occasions. I just so happened to be moving to his side of town, about 7 blocks away to be exact, so that was an added bonus. [Yay! More quality time.]
Once I got settled after about a week or so, he invited me to come over to his place for breakfast the coming Saturday morning [Hell yeah! Count me in! I love a man in the kitchen!]. He asked me the type of foods I liked so that he could have an idea of what to buy from the store and it was a pretty basic list from him to choose: bacon, eggs, waffles, pancakes, biscuits, potatoes, orange juice. [This was just a list of the things I like for breakfast not to be interpreted that I wanted him to buy all of that.]
Saturday arrived and there was a little extra pep in my step because I was going to spend time with
my potential boo him and the man was going to cook me breakfast. [Double your pleasure!] As I was putting on my shoes to head over to his house, he called me with some cockamayme story of only having eggs and that he thought he had pancake mix and blah blah blah, but he didn’t. [Sir, you said that you had this. I’m not understanding why you aren’t prepared. It’s not like I suggested this breakfast thing.] STRIKE ONE!
Of course, I was annoyed and thought about cancelling, but sh*t happens [I guess] and I decided to make the most of it by supplying items that I already had at home: bacon, waffles, orange juice, syrup, butter, and cheese [gotta have cheese in my eggs and I’m certain he didn’t have that either].
Breakfast was behind because I had to sit there and wait for him to cook since I provided the majority of the food instead of everything being ready when I arrived as initially planned, so I was STARVING. STRIKE TWO!
Breakfast was finally ready and we sat down to eat. As we both finished our meals, he got up from the table taking his plate only. I assumed it was because he was going to grab seconds. Nope, he was done, as I saw him discarding his plate. I asked him to take my plate since I had finished eating as well and his response was “the trash can is over there”. STRIKE THREE!
This Date Is OVER!
This dude outright refused to discard my plate and by that time, I had had enough. [Finally, right? lol]
Let’s recap…he invited me over so that he could fix breakfast, but I provided the bulk of the food which was not a part of the original plan and he couldn’t even discard my plate as a guest in his home. Maybe I’m different or more hospitable, but when I’m cooking for a love interest, I serve and discard their plates….Oh and I have food readily available in my home because I go grocery shopping in ADVANCE because I like to be prepared [unless we discussed beforehand that he’s bringing the groceries.]
I got up, grabbed my things, left the plate on the table, and headed home.
I attribute this whole situation to being young, dumb, and partly smitten because I cannot fathom why I even went through with this date when it was jacked up at the onset. lol
You Live & You Learn
What would you do in this situation? Should he have cancelled or rescheduled the date? Did she overreact? What could he have done to save face? Would you have continued the date with the guy?
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Maybe you loved prom. Maybe you hated it. Maybe you didn’t go at all. It doesn’t matter!!!! lol
Dust off that Chinese collared tux or that ruffled gown and save the date for Prom Night, The Do-Over on June 24th.
Make new memories!
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Singles and couples welcome!
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So I was at a bar crawl with my boyfriend on a Saturday night and he invited some of his friends to tag along. As the night went on, my boyfriend seemed to have a chip on his shoulders by showboating and making snide remarks to me in front of his friends. [Ummmmm you need to chill out because I’m really not trying to tell you about yourself in front of your friends.]
We wrapped things up at the last bar and decided to soak up the alcohol with a jumbo slice of pizza. Larry, one of the tag-alongs, offered to buy everyone pizza. He asked what slice I wanted and I said pepperoni. As Larry began to pass around the slices, he attempted to hand me a slice of cheese pizza. I said “Oh no, I asked for pepperoni.” Larry said “my bad” and headed back to the counter to get the right order. [Simple fix.] Apparently, this REALLY bothered my boyfriend who he decided to intervene by saying to me “Man just take the god damn cheese pizza!”
I looked around and began to blink profusely because there was no way he could have been talking to me…I had an out-of-body experience of sorts. I walked away from my boyfriend who was clearly feeling himself too much at that moment [perhaps being around his friends gave him an ego boost. *shrugs*] and grabbed my slice of pepperoni pizza from Larry. This pissed my boyfriend off even more and he stormed outside of the pizza joint with his friends leaving me inside. [Wow! Is this really happening?]
When I went outside, the fellas were gone [wow again]…they left me [smh]…so I made my way to the car alone with my pepperoni pizza in hand. Good thing I drove.
Once I got to my car, my boyfriend called my cell phone and began screaming in my ear.
Him: Where the f*** are you? Where did you go?
Me: I’m going to need you to take that down several notches.
Him: I can’t believe you left me.
Me: Actually, you walked out with your friends and left ME. Not the mention the way you acted in the pizza joint was completely uncalled for. You really need to check yourself. Anyway, I’m waiting for you at the car.
Hindsight is always 20/20 because I REALLY should have left him there with his friends and never looked back.
He got into my car and would you believe this dude cursed me out the entire 30 minute ride home? Normally, I would have engaged, but I decided it wasn’t even worth it and stayed silent because as far as I was concerned THIS
DATE RELATIONSHIP IS OVER!
When we got to my place, he started to head up the stairs to my door.
Me: Ummmm where do you think you are going?
Him: I’m going inside to go to sleep.
Me: You are not welcome to stay in my home. You must be out of your entire mind to think that you are going to stay in my home the way that you embarrassed and disrespected me tonight.
Him: Well, I need to get my stuff.
Me: Fine, grab your stuff and go because you are not staying here.
Silly me believed that he was gonna grab his stuff and leave peacefully, but NOPE. Things went downhill even further. I grabbed his bag from my room, placed it by the front door, and reiterated that he needed to leave. His response “I ain’t going no f*cking where!” I stood by the front door and told him AGAIN that he needed to leave. He stormed to my bedroom, began throwing my things around, and slamming my doors at 3am. I had enough and made the very STUPID decision to confront him. I saw him slamming my closet doors to the point that they almost came off of the hinges and I grabbed him by the throat digging my nails into his neck.
Me: [Talking through my teeth] Get the f**k out of my house.
Him: Oh you got me f***ed up! [He pushed me down to the floor]
Me: Get out of my house! You are not welcome here.
Him: I ain’t going no f***ing where!
Me: Oh you don’t want to leave? I’m going to make you leave. I don’t know who you think you are, but this is my house. You don’t live here, don’t pay any bills here, and you are waking up my neighbors acting a damn fool. You have lost your mind.
I ran into the kitchen to call the police and as I was dialing 9-1-1, he ripped the phone off of the wall. I ran to get my cell phone off of my living room table and we tussled on the floor as he tried to rip the phone out of my hands. I screamed and kicked for him to get off of me, but he pried the phone from my hands, threw it against the wall, and it shattered…He also broke my living room table trying to take the phone from me. I got up from the floor, grabbed his bag, and threw it out the front door. As he ran after his bag, I locked him out. FINALLY!
He started pounding on my door trying to get inside and I ran to my guest bedroom to use the land line since my cell phone and kitchen phone were both broken by him. The operator could hear him banging on the door and calling me all sorts of bitches in the background, but by the time the police arrived, he was gone. I didn’t feel comfortable staying home alone and the police were not able to track him down that night [I’m assuming he stayed with one of his homeboys that night], so one of the officers drove me around and talked to me to calm my nerves because I was very shaken up. The officer was kind enough to take me to my mother’s house where I attempted to get some rest, but I couldn’t sleep.
I went back home the next day and just cried non-stop as I looked around at my place: dents in my front door, the remnants of my cell phone all over the place, and my broken living room table. Not to mention, the bruises on my back and legs.
I went to the courthouse the next day to file a restraining order and as I was driving there, I realized that I never even ate the pizza, as it was sitting in the box on my backseat untouched.
Still In Shock
P.S. Learn from my mistakes. If you ever get into a situation such that someone refuses to leave your house, try to avoid confrontation. Simply leave your home [yes, YOU leave], drive away, and call the police from a safe area so that they can handle it. It’s better to be safe than sorry. My situation could have been a lot worse.
If you or someone you know is a victim of domestic violence, please contact the National Domestic Violence Hotline at 1-800-799-7233 for assistance and to speak with a trained professional.
What would you do in this situation? What could she have done differently? Would you forgive him? Do you think a restraining order was necessary? Can this relationship move forward in a positive manner? If so, how?
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So I decided to take myself to brunch one Sunday at one of my favorite restaurants to get some work done. You know…kill two birds with one stone. Anyway as I was working on my laptop, I noticed this scruffy looking guy walking in my direction. I assumed he was going to a nearby table, but to my chagrin, he pulled up a chair RIGHT next to me. [F**K!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There are sooooo many open seats in this place. Why are you encroaching on my space?] I was not in the mood to entertain any form of conversation and continued to work on my laptop as if he wasn’t there, but this fella was completely oblivious to all of my non-verbal cues. Of course, I could’ve been rude and told him to F*** OFF, but there are a LOT of mentally unstable people roaming this earth and I didn’t know if he was one of them. Besides, it wouldn’t have been necessary anyway.
Him: I came here with one of my homeboys to help him with something. I noticed you when you came in and wanted to say hi.
Me: Ok. Hi! I came here to get some work done. [Continues to type on laptop]
Him: Are you from here?
Me: Yes, I am.
Him: I’m not from here, but I moved here from another state.
[Server comes over to us]
Server: What can I get for you?
Me: I’ll have the waffle platter.
Server: And you sir?
[I shake my head “no” profusely]
Him: I’m not having anything. Thanks.
[Server walks away]
Him: Well I’m going to be honest with you, I really came over here to talk to you because I recognized you from XYZ dating site and you are even more beautiful in person.
Me: Thank you. I haven’t been on that site in close to two years though.
Him: I used to send you messages all of the time, but you would never respond and I couldn’t understand why. Was it my pictures?
Probably.I don’t even remember you, so….[shrugs shoulders]
Him: Well I’d love to get to know you and take you out sometime. Do you think we could exchange numbers?
Me: Ummmm…No thanks. I’m really not interested.
Him: [His face is glowing with disappointment] Well it was nice to finally meet you in person.
This (non) Date Is OVER!
As this guy FINALLY walked away, I sat with a look of confusion and disdain. I was not understanding why he couldn’t seem to grasp the obvious: I was NOT interested! Not then. Not now. Not ever. What was the purpose of mentioning that he reached out to me several times two years ago on an online dating site to no avail? Did he really think that he was going to guilt-trip me into giving him my number? Did he not understand how creepy and desperate he looked? If a person ignores you online and doesn’t respond AT ALL to your advances, what makes you think that they are going to care for you in person? I didn’t have the heart to tell him that I did not find him the least bit attractive [How do you say that nicely to a person anyway without sounding harsh?], but then again in the words of the great JL, I don’t owe anyone an explanation.
At the same time, I have to give the man some credit for being that bold. I understand that sometimes you gotta just shoot your shot. He tried, but it just didn’t work out for him. I wish him the best though!
Please Go Away
How would you have handled the situation? Why do some people continue to pursue a person who does not reciprocate any form of interest? If you saw someone in public that never responded to your advances online, would you approach them?
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