DISASTROUS DATING As someone that has been on a grand total of 1 date, I figured I am highly unqualified to talk about the concept of dating or date etiquette. Also despite our endless plugging of Gondalove (which worked a little too well with 62 sign ups- give me strength!), we’re not such a fan of Valentine’s Day here at the Echo. It is insipid and gross. The only acceptable Valentine’s outpourings are the yearly cards and chocolate I received from the mystery duo that double up as my parents. Because that is adorable and I like chocolate. That aside, Valentine’s Day is dumb, so we thought we’d celebrate it by gathering a collection of people’s dating disasters. Enjoy! Terry: In Hintertux, I was sat at a table trying to look cool with my mates for a girl at the bar. I leaned back in my seat and set fire to my dreadlocks on the candle that was on the window sill. Stank the room out from my singed hair. NEWSFLASH: TERRY HAD DREADLOCKS!!! Marty: I once ate a salad on a date. It ended pretty badly. Moral of the story, don’t eat salad. Phil: I crashed my car taking a girl out on a first date in Staines. Still got laid. Ollie: I went on a date once with a girl who had left her number at the bar. The problem was, there were two of them and I wasn’t sure which of them it was. Turned up to the
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date and it was the wrong girl. I ended up getting drunk and then meeting her friend that I had actually been interested in. I went home with her instead.
Rasmus: I was seeing a girl a year ago and we were out for the night. I got drunk and when we went home, I forgot the code to my alarm for the house so I ripped it from the wall which made the security cameras hop on. The security company called my mom and they saw it in action from the cameras in the house. Al: I had a friend at uni who took a viagra half way through a first date. Unfortunately for him, his date wasn’t on the same wave length and brushed him off straight after dinner which left him somewhere between a rock and a hard place. Nicole: One night, early on in us getting together, Rich and I went to go and watch a live band at a nightclub in Greece. Rich was called into work and so he left me with a 65 year old woman who got me wildly drunk. I decided at 5am to go and find my date at his bar. Got there and instantly turned completely paralytic... Sick all over the bar floor numerous times. He had to drive me home and after a while of my head down the toilet, he made me a bed just outside the bathroom door. He slept next to me bless him. I then woke in the middle of the night, decided I was sober enough to climb into bed and left him there on the floor! And the rest is history! And some friendly advice: Georgie: I’d definitely say don’t go to where you work out here on a date- Dan was in Blue Note on a first date the other day and got quite a bit of heckling from the boys present. Sorcha: Don’t take mdma and then forget your wallet (him, not me). On a separate note, definitely go on a walk during the date. Rhythm of walking makes conversation roll out really easily.
