How a Truly Bad Date can Impact Your Future. [MF]

About ten years ago I was living in NYC and set up on a blind date by my boss. I’m usually wary of setups in general and particularly when the woman is described as drop dead gorgeous and a total sweetheart.  There are definitely people who fit this bill, but they are rarely single.  I decided I was turning into a cynical New Yorker, and to give it a shot. 

 I met her at this Brazilian bar in Tribeca that serves a mean Caiparinha.  To be fair, she was as described, a tall asian with model good looks, and she was a nice girl.  It was loud in there and she said she didnt really drink, so I said ,” lets go over to the Tribeca Grand where it’s quieter.”

 

At the hotel bar I said ,”are you hungry the rock shrimp appetitizer is decent.”

She said, I don’t eat meat either.”. 

I joked, ” maybe it would be easier if you told me what you do like?” 

She said, ” roller skating”. then she went on to add,” I also don’t smoke, or do drugs including caffeine, or dance, or believe in premarital sex.”

I kept joking, ” do you like sports or classic rock at least?”

She said , “no, I find it tough here in NY.”

I was sure this was  a blowoff so I said,” look it’s cool if you aren’t into this, all good.”

She said, ” No actually, you seem nice.” Then she dropped the bomb asking, ” How is your relationship with Jesus?”

As a jaded New Yorker  my first instinct was to flippantly respond, ” I fucked him” or something to that effect, but you know she was a really nice ( but super religious) girl.

I think I said something along the lines of  this wouldn’t work out, can I offer you cab fare somewhere.

As she was leaving I heard a cackle over my shoulder from the bar.  The source was a tipsy older woman  in what I guessed to be her mid forties. She was bent over in a tight red dress with cleavage everywhere.

She said, ” I’m sorry to eavesdrop but that had to be the worst first date in history, sweet of you to offer her car fare though.”

She just sat down at my table and told the waitress to bring me a drink.  The short version of the night’s events are we drank a lot and ended up back at my place.  The night was a drunken carnal blur, all I  really  remember is she was great in bed, she could do this Kegel thing or whatever where it seemed like her pussy could milk your cock.  The second was a turtle tattoo on her arm. She left in the morning.  A decent outcome considering how the night had started. 

A few years later I had moved back to San Francisco and had been dating this girl for a few months when she invited me to Thanksgiving.

I thought it was a bit early to meet her parents but I did like her so I agreed.  One thing about her though was she had always looked vaguely familiar  too me, but I was sure we had never met. Her parents were University professors and lived in the East Bay.  

We got to their place Wednesday night, and you might have guessed her mom was the one night stand from the Tribeca Grand,, turtle tattoo and all. It was also very clear she recognized me as well.  What made it even worse was the father/husband was a great guy.  He was into sports and history and we really clicked.  However, in the back of my head was the thought this poor guy doesn’t realize I’ve fucked both women in his family. Not to mention the fact his wife was one hell of a lay, and much better than his daughter. I felt I needed to bathe just thinking this. 

It was a nutty situation,. and while we got through the holiday, I broke up with their daughter shortly thereafter for no fault of her own   I suppose there are people who could have made it work, and odds are mom would never have mentioned it, but  it was clearly proof positive it’s a small world.

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