Worse date stories

Okay, guys...I just realized we need to make a thread about everyone's worse date stories!

So, I'll start...

My husband took a girl out to a rollerskating rink once, not knowing their regular schedule. Well, they walked through those doors, and quickly noticed that there weren't any women, and found out that he'd taken her on some sort of "Gay Night" for men that the place did every Thursday night! He was so embarassed, because this was his first date with the girl, and there they were, guys checking him out, etc. LOL!!

Note: I don't have any problem with gay and lesbian people...it's just not the best scenerio for a straight couple's first date! Lol...

The girl never called him again.

I told him that if it had been me, I would have just had fun with it, and it would have been so fun, I wouldn't have a problem calling him again in the future!! I would have thought it too funny of a situation. Lol...

So, you're turn!! Tell me your worse date stories, first date or otherwise!

Ok, so here is mine.
I was out job hunting one evening, and I stopped at a business I had heard was hiring. Well, who should be the first person I lay eyes on but this guy, *Tom* that I had had this huge crush on for like three years! He worked at this business, and put in a word for me so that I pretty much got hired on the spot.
So he asks me what I'm doing later, since he got off work in about an hour. I say, nothing, he says, let's go catch a movie. I'm thrilled for all of about 5 seconds, until he says, you'll have to pay, though, I'm broke. I think, ok, well, at least he was honest about it. (Who was the one unemplyed here? Not him!) So we go the movie, Charlie's Angels, during which he ogled the stars, muttering under his breath about, oh yeah, take it off baby. Did I mention that on the way into the theater he let the door slam in my face instead of holding it open? Real gentleman.
Anyway, so after the movie he says, Could you take me over to Hardee's, I need to meet someone there. Oh, yeah, we were in my car, too, he didn't have one.
So here we are at Hardee's. For like an hour and a half he ignores me while he tries to sell a vacuum to some friends of his (that was his job) and then, when I am starting to fall alseep, he says, ok ready to go now.
Before backing out of my parking space in the lot, I turn on my radio, in my car. He immediatly starts making fun of my music and changes the station. On my radio. In my car. So I change it back, He changes it again. Next thing I know, BANG! I have backed into someone's parked car. The owners turned out to be the friends he went there to talk to, of course. The woman is freaking out, she had no insurance on her car, and starts getting all wobbly because of her diabetes! Tom says, I can fix it! Starts going on and on about what he will do to fix it, and sets up a time to go over there and blah, blah, blah. Meanwhile, I am practically crying, becuase this was my first accident and I'm having horrible visions of losing my license, huge insurace bills, etc.
So that gets all straitened out finally, and Tom says let's go sit down by the lake, it's nice and quiet. Of course, once we get there he starts being nice to me all of a sudden, I'm sure you all know why! By this point, I am so ready to call it a night. I ask, where should I drop you off. He says, take me back to Hardee's, one of my friends can give a ride home. So I do. The next week, I start work at my new job. I ask about Tom, and someone says, oh he quit, and moved back to Chicago two days ago.
And thats' my worst date, LOL, sorry it was so long! (I would have liked for it to be a lot shorter wt the time, too!)
*name has been changed to protect me-because I'm embarrased about going out with him!

i havent had many dates, mainly because im only 19 and i wasnt allowed to date until i was 15. anyways. i guess my worst date is one of my first ones. i was friends with a few girls and one of them planned for all 4 of us to have a group date with 4 guys that her and her best friend go out with. i didnt really want to but i guess i let my friends talk me into it. the one friend who set it up drove us to her bf's house to meet everyone, we get in there and he locks us in the basement with all of them, they make us sit down on this couch and all of a sudden i hear this loud scary noise, the guy has his own tattoo machine thing and is like so where do you all want your tattoo's. for one thing i was scared and i didnt know what to do cause everyone else seemed fine with it, plus i was only 15 i wasnt going to get a tattoo, not from some guy in his basement and not without my grandparents knowing(thats who i lived with at the time). so anyways i told everyone i wasnt going to get the tattoo, which they picked out. it was 3 big dots in a triangle form, which is a spanish gang symbol where i live, so yea thats another great thing. anyways thank God that guy still lived with his mom cause she came home just in time. she got really pissed and kicked everyone out of the house. i was never so happy to be yelled at.

"Ryan" took me to a Michelle Branch concert a summer or two ago. He picked me up in his mom's SUV which reaked of poppurri. There was a long awkward moment of silence between each subject we spoke of. It was so uncomfortable.

We got to the show, the musician performed. Michelle Branch was awesome in concert, but Ryan decided to sing along loud enough to get strange disturbing looks from people around us. The concert ended and we headed back to his car, only he forgot where he parked so westrolled the parking lot for fifteen minutes.

On the way back home, he asked what kind of music I like. I admitted that it might be weird but I kind of like big band music. So what does he do? He happened to have a Brian Setzer Orchestra CD with him and decided to blast it and sing five songs to me. I wanted to jump out of the car so badly. And on top of that he said the cheesiest things to me like "If I could use the sky as my paper, the ocean as my ink, and the stars as my word, they still wouldn't help me tell you the things I want to say," or something ridiculous and absurd like that. Oh and he actually used the "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" line.

I finally made it home with half of the sanity I left to the concert with. I haven't seen him since, but he occassionaly sends me corny cheesy messages via text messaging.

Oh wow, guys!:shock: Those were aweful! I send my condolences to each and every one of you with your different (yet eerily similiar) experiences!

In the interest of this thread, though....GOOD ONES!! Lol!!

Mine comes straight out of one of those "Worse Date" teen magazine columns...

3rd or 4th date with this guy I thought was SO cool, we were at his place watching a movie we rented, I went to the bathroom and realized that it was my 'time of the month' - a week early - and needed him to take me to the store to get feminine products... so he takes me but asks if I wantedto go home, cause if not, we should go back and finish watching the movie we rented.

So we went back to his place, kept watching the movie, then we decided to go outfor sushi. Well on the way out he decided to be cute and give me a piggy back ride, so I jumped on and RIIPPPP, my skirt, which had a slit in the front ripped right up to almost my underwear - I had forgotten I was wearing a skirt that would not hold up to the piggy back ride.

So I made the best of it, we went for sushi anyway - you couldn't see my underwear, it was just a really high slit...

SO in the end, the night was kind of messed up, but we laughed about it being the date from hell, and we stayed together for about 4 months actually. So it was a bad date, but we just laughed about it. I'm still really good friends with him.

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Nadia

I had dated this guy in high school, off and on, and then again in my early 20's. We went out one night and I assumed it was a date, although I was driving for some reason.

I guess it WASN'T a date because we stopped at a bar for drinks before dinner and he was very obviously flirting with the female bartender.

I became livid, screamed at him and stormed out. I was just going to leave him there. Anyway, it was winter and I had forgotten my coat. I had to go back in there and get my coat after making a huge scene. It was really embarassing, but I still left his dumb ***there. He was such a loser.

This is how you know you aren't meant to be with a certain person!

I had had this crush on *Nate* since 5th grade. It turned out one day in 10th grade that he was best friends with the guy MY best friend was dating. So they set up asurprise meetingfor us! Lucky me!:? I hadn't seen him in years and I was so embarrassed! I had the worlds biggest zit! I swear you could have landed a planeon it! And the whole time he was talking to me I couldn't stop playing with my mittens! My best friend finally grabbed them and stuck them in her purse!:? I was sure he laughed all theway to his car at the end. But a few days later he called and set up another meeting...this time a real date. (I managed to get rid of the zit by then!) The night Iam supposed to go out I have the worlds absolute worst hair day the parts that were supposed to be flat stood up and the rest went where it wanted. I almost beaned him at the miniture golf course with the club...and when we got home neither of us was sure whether or not we should kiss. Well it ended with both of us trying to swoop in for a quick one and mashing our faces together after we cracked foreheads. (hard enuff to leave a bump):? Well he survived...and we tried another date (we just couldn't take a hint) He decided to take me for a walk in the park. It was fall/winter there was a bit of snow on the ground and it was mushy. He parked his car and gets out to open my door for me...I swing my legs out and start to stand and my feet flew out from under me and I landed in the frozen mushy mud on my butt/back. I am so embarrassed yet again. He helps me up and I shrug it off...so we start walking a bit. I am so wet my under wear are soaked!! And worse it is freezing cold and I am trying not to let my teeth chatter. We stopped to sit on a picnic table to look at the river and I notice that his lips are blue!:shock: Well for pete's sake...he is even colder than me and he's dry!:? He is absolutely shaking to pieces by the time we get back to the car again. He has to go looking in the trunk for something for me to sit on so I don't get his seat all wet.:? End of date three. We tried twice more with equally bad results (he fell asleep at the movies and started to snore so loud people were looking around, and one more embarrassing kiss scene)and then decided it was safer for both of us if we were just friends. At the rate we were going one or both of us would have ended up maimed anyway!

Hehe!! Those are funny...

Honeypot...sounds like that guy was pretty nice to be so cool about taking you to the store! That's great...but I can understand, I've had situations like that, too. :?

Laura...on the other hand, your date was such a jerk! I would have left him there, too...let him get a ride home from that bartender he thinks so much of!! :X

Runestones...too funny! I would have had to talk to the guy and just come to terms with being friends, too. Nice try though!

What great stories! I know I have one of my own back in my memories somewhere, but I just can't seem to remember...if I do, I'll post it!

Going through old threads I found this and had to bump it.

freaking hilarious

I haven't had any that bad. But I did end up at McDonald's for Valentine's Day once My ex was horrible at planning things and I told him he got to plan that year's valentine's. BIIIIIG mistake. We ended up in the mall at McDonald's I was so miffed at him

Oh I have a good one.

Neil (new husband) and I were friends for about 3 years before we started dating. Actually, we started going out and Neil dumped me, but we stayed friends.

Anyway, one one of our "just friends" nights out, we were walking down the street (was about 11pm) and a guy walked up behind us and said "Excuse me", so i turned around thinking he was going to try to get a cigarette or something and he had a gun pointed and Neil and I.

He took my purse, and turned to get Neil's wallet, but Neil started chasing him down the street. I just started screaming for Neil to come back (because really... now I was standing alone on the street corner).. and I only had $20 in my purse anyway, so not a big deal.

The good news is that the police brought over a photo lineup a few days laterbased on my description and I picked the guy out right away. He sat in jail for 4 months cause he was a repeat offender, and then plead guilty.

That was probably my most eventful date....

Nadia

:shock::shock::shock::shockh my goodness! That definately counts as exciting!

Oh WOW Nadia...I think yours takes the cake!! Sheesh!!

I'm glad it all turned out okay (that you guys were safe)...and the *insert word not suitable for forum here* went to jail.

Hugs!

Neil...you're my hero...

OMG!!!!!.....lol you guys are like killing me here, I got the baaaaddd giggles...hehe:roflmao:

My worst date was when I was 18, it was with some kind weird psychotic guy.
I used to see him at the bus stop every single day for months and he seemed nice.
We talked about "life" a bit too much but I didn't mind the seriousness because every so often he was kinda funny too.
I would turn up at the bus stop like 30mins early and so would he and I developed a crush on him.

Eck! Just the thought gets me going now!!

Well he asked if we could meet up on a Friday night and I was so excited. I wore a nice black dress, stockings and boots and thought I looked PRETTY GOOD ACTUALLY.

Lol

Well he took me to his Church..:idea

note: I am not against churches, religions etc

The reason for the date as it turned out was so that he could "save" me!!!
He wanted me to be baptised into his faith and all this really weird stuff came outta him, like men are the leaders of the world and women need to stay home and cook and be clean and be the heart of the home etc etc. :sweep
He felt that the devil had placed a demon into me because I did not live with my parents and I wore all black.:huh

Man I was actually getting scared of this guy.

He told that the beauty of women is their curse and gods' brides are the only truly divine women.

He said he thought I was incredibly beautiful and he could see himself falling in love with me...I'm like :whatever

I was so freaked out that I told him, I left something in my car and took off!!!:whistling
I took an earlier bus to school and then even walking to school because I hoped never to see him again.
Unfortuantely I did occassionally and he would say how I can be forgiven if I am baptised etc etc.

I tell ya, I got a great sense of humour but he manged to completely whack that outta me everytime I saw him. He was soooooo creepy.:help

wow!

I think my worst date was bad, but at the same time it was good. Why? Because it could have been SO MUCH WORSE I was SO STUPID!!!

It was kinda weird, one day I was thinking, "why don't super cute guys ever notice me? I wish they would..." Be careful what you wish for! Literally the next day I was at the library. Hair a mess, wearing my glasses (they weren't flattering glasses, and I normally wear contacts (and some people look GREAT in glasses, I am not one of them)). I sure didn't look great. And here comes this super cute guy and starts talking to me, asking if I'd like to go to his friend's party? I guess I was in shock b/c I gave him my number. I'm trying to remember how old I was... 18 I think?

Anyhow, the party thing didn't work out, I don't remember why (it didn't happen? He didnt' call? I coudln't go?). But he did call and ask me to a movie. Yeah, I thought!

Alright, I understand moviesare pricey, but for a first date with a stranger, I really don't think the dollar theater is the way to go! At least he paid, I guess....We met there. And all he wanted to do was make out in the back row. UGH. And he was a HORRIBLE kisser. I am NOT one to put on a public display. Sure, hold hands, a quick little kiss now and then. At the movies I lay my head on hubby's arm. But that's as far as I go. So I wasn't happy with his publicness... nor did I want to make out with him anyhow!

Yet somehow after the movie I said yes when he asked if I wanted to get something to eat. I do think I was probably starving, but that's no reason go continue this date! Oh well. I think we decided on KFC? Super fancy, huh? lol.

So stupid me gets in HIS CAR. As I ponder just where the heck we're going... he says he knows a really nice one (KFC or whatever...). We end up on a hill ("mountain") where he thinks he's gonna get lucky!!! Wanna know the stupid thing on his part? It's a private drive right in front of houses!!! DUH! But that DID make me feel better, as I planned my escape route to their doors...

So he starts asking about... well, my "experience." He quickly realized I had none, nor did I plan on it, ESPECIALLY not with him. And I thank God that he took me back to my car, vs what he could have tried doing....

I learned my lesson, and was soooooo thankful he took me back to my car. I don't recall if he ever called again, I want to say he did but I didn't answer... I don't know... but I sure never want to see him again!!!

Jessi

Well, this wasn't exactly a *date*, but many eons ago I was living with my boyfriend, and he was working as a cook at a local Holiday Inn. One night he was particularly late coming home and I was wondering where on earth he could be, when he called and asked me to come down to the hotel. The annual chef's convention was in town, Bob had just finished his shift, and he decided to go to the bar at the hotel with some of the visiting chefs. So he invited me to join them, and after a bit of hesitation (and him saying, 'C'mon...I miss you! It's no fun without you here') I finally did.

When I got there half an hour later, at first I couldn't see Bob. I was wondering if perhaps he'd decided to go home and pick me up or something, but then I spotted him in the middle of the dance floor, dancing up a storm with some woman. Okay,I thought...he got bored and wanted to dance. So I waved to him and smiled, and he sort of acknowledged me. So I went and sat down, and waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Forty-five minutes later, he finally came to the table. By this time I was getting pretty upset, but didn't say anything. So he sat down next to me - for about two minutes - and then he spotted Krista, his ex-girlfriend and an old friend of mine. Next thing I know he's waving her down, then running over and pulling her onto the dance floor. Okay, so now I'm really upset. I was pondering the thoughts of leaving, but then one of the executive chefs from another hotel staggered over to me and asked me to dance. I politely refused, partly because he was totally drunk, but mainly because I just can't dance. Two left feet? I've got at least four. But this guy wouldn't take no for an answer, and he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me onto the floor. So I start attempting to dance with him, me with jerky Forrest Gump moves, and him swaggering all over the place. He banged into me once, twice...and then the third time he stopped in mid-dance, looked at me and cursed something that would embarrass a sailor, and walked away, leaving me standing alone and humiliated.

In the meantime, Bob and Krista are just starting their 3rd or 4th dance together.

So I've finally had it. I go back to the table, sit down in the chair so I can reach underneath and grab my purse, because all I want to do is go home and forget about the night, when suddenly there's a commotion behind me. I turn to look just in time to see some other drunken guy tripping...and his mug of beer lands all over me, dousing me from head to toe.

I grab my purse and run for the nearest exit, and don't stop until I'm home, still fuming at my boyfriend. An hour later, just as I finish drying off from a bath and have crawled into bed, the phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Di? Where'd you go?" It's Bob, now rather blottoed himself.

(Obviously I'm home, you dumbbunny, I think to myself.)

"Why'd you leave the party? I asked you to come down and you barely even stuck around."

Keeping my cool, I answer him. "Bob...I didn't go there to be ignored by you all evening...you asked me there and then didn't even bother with me".

"WHAT?!?!" he yells into the phone. "Ignored???? You were the one ignoring me! I only danced with a couple of girls because I was being polite! You know, sometimes you..."

*CLICK*

Yep, he was right. I was now definitely ignoring him.

(Of course in the end, the joke was on me. I went on to marry the guy. :headsmack)

Hmm....my worst date.....


I met Matt through my 4h club. We both had horses and both dressed like death so we kind of hit it off. He was a nice guy and easy to make him laugh.

So like our second date he asks me if I want to go see LOTR with he and his buddies on opening day. I love LOTR. Sure Matt I'll go!

We lived kind of far from each other but he theatre was right in between so we were just goign to meet him there. I had my dad drop me off. We got there a few minutes early and I didn't see Matt and my dad refused to leave me there until he knew Matt was there. So I was kind of embarassed waiting around with my dad. I bought my own ticket and waited. And waited. The movie started. I waited some more. Mind you I was waiting outside the actual movie. 40 minutes or so after the movie started my dad insisted on taking me home. So I returned my ticket, got my money back and we left.

Just as I put my hand on the door handle my dad is like '' Is that him?'' and I look across the parking lot to see MAtt and his friends just arriving.

So I meet up with him and yell at him for being late, he appologizes, and my dad leaves. We both go inside, I'm all embarassed to have bought, returned, and bought my ticket again. And then I stnad around and wait for Matt to buy his ticket. I swear my jaw dropped when Matt reaches into his pocket and pulls out like, a week's worth of laundry quarters and starts counting them ont he table. I'm so embarassed and already late for a movie I really wanted to see so I hand him some money and tell him to get moving. He gets his ticket and I turn aroudn ot leave and realize Matt isn't following me.

He's still counting quarters....for his two friends. I hand him more money and practically drag him into the theatre. well by now the movie started and guess what? Its PACKED. completely packed. And I spot the ONLY 4 seats left...which are right next to each other, on the far left side, in teh very frickign front row. So I like, made my neck hurt from stargin strught up at the screen for 2 and a half hours.

About a week later he broke up with me and said it's not working out. We'd been dating for a like a week. I'd been nothing but good to him. Yeesh whe na relationship goes poopy it takes a little logner than 2 weeks don't you think!?

A few days later was our 4h banquet. And he introduced me to his new girlfriend. Then it was obvious. He left me for someone else and lied to me about it. And I couldn't help but do that girl thing and compare myself to her. The whole ''what does she got that I dont?'' And to be honest....she was kind of hard on my eyes. I didn't understand what was attractive about her. And getting to know her later, I can't say anything bad about her. She's a sweet girl. There's something a little off about her. I won't say she's ''slow''....because she's not. But hte way she talks sometimes its almost like she's kind of in the mentality of an 8 year old child. The things she finds funny and the jokes she makes. Whatev. Matt and she are married now and they're for the most part happy I'd say.

I see Matt like 3 times a week and he helps me out a lot. We're the best of friends, more like brother and sister. I alwys tell people Matt is my brother and he always introduces me as his little sister. He's proud to call me that. I'm happy to have a big brother that watches out for me and protects me. But i'll never forget what an awful person he is to date.

Hmmm I don't have just one bad date... I just have a whole series of awful funny events with one guy

In high school, I had the biggest crush (ok it was more than a crush) on this one guy. It started off as nothing... He simply asked me if he could sit next to me on the city bus. Lol. I blabbed the whooooooooooooooooooole way until he got off. I don't know what got into me. I was in my first year and really shy but then I meet this one guy who turned out to be the nicest one I ever met and I made myself look like an idiot. Lol.

Anyway, it turns out he was a massochist and came back for more We hit it off. We were great friends and it wasn't long before friends teased and we'd both blush. We weren't dating. No No. We were friiiiiiiiiiiiiends.

But then things would happen. Lol.

My friend started buying me gifts for Christmas, Easter, etc. One day, we were on the city bus, and he grabs a bag from his schoolbag and he was all shy about it. He had prepared it himself and all and was so nervous. Just as he hands it to me, guess who walks onto the bus? His mother! Oh God, I never saw a guy turn that red that quickly. I hid the bag but it was too late, she had seen. And instead of pretending she didn't know, she winked at him. He avoided me all day after that. LOL.

Then another time, when things started to get more obvious between us, he started getting into it with his friends to defend me saying I was a friend and to quit teasing me. I don't remember exactly what happened, but as he chased someone, he slipped on ice, went flying into the bus stall, crashed to the floor and got a nose bleed alllllll the way home. So much for my knight in shinging armour

Finally, after 4 years of liking each other, he asked me out. I cannot explain how happy i was. We decided to meet at the regular bus stop at a certain time and so I got ready and off I went. Only he wasn't there. An hour later, still no show. Well I called and he was home, having misunderstood the time. Luckily, we still got to go out. Unfortunately, what was supposed to be our secret, became known to everyone at school when one of the guys spotted us. Lol.

Not long after that, during our usual msn chats (we were hooked) he decided he would say the 3 famous words and had been working up his courage for days... Well I needed to go to the bathroom and while I did that my mom decided to go online and say hi to him. Problem is that just before she was able to tell him it was her, he spilled alllllllllll his feelings out. LMBO. She told him she was flattered but really, she didn't think they could go further. LOL. He flew offline and blamed it on "internet disconnection".

Finally, we did the big thing and he came over for supper. I don't know what we were thinking. Everything was going smoothly until we were all chatting at the dinner table. My father was having fun doodling on an empty 2L bottle of Pepsi. We weren't really paying attention until I noticed a smirk that I recognized all too well. See, my father is a truck driver... He was drawing his truck on the bottle. Suuuuuuure no problem... However, he drew a stickman under the truck with an arrow pointing to it with my bf's name on it! :shock:He was horrified and I cannot blame him for being so quiet afterwards.My motherdecided to distract us with milkshakes and I was more than happy to go help her, although i left my bf with my father without thinking. My mom handed me one to bring him and I did so happily. The problem is that when I handed it to him, I thought he had grabbed it but he had let go for some reason and, before we knew it he was wearingthe milkshake! :?Ooooooooooh man... Lol.

You'd think by now we would have known better... Nope. Not us. Lol. We didn't believe in omens yet.

We would go to the park with our friends for lunch. That day, was meant to be special. We both knew it. After playing around and chatting, he and I went to a more secluded spot. "This is it!" I told myself. He leaned in slowly, and I got that fluttering sensation I had always experienced when around him, when 'riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip'... It took a moment before I understood. His pants had just torn :shock:Before I knew it, I was dying of laughter and he was trying to figure out a way how to cover himself up. LOL. Luckily, we were in school uniform and the shirts were quite long since they had to be tucked in. But still, it wouldn't stop riding up and he spent all day telling me to stop looking at his rear

Probably the week after that, we were looking for a friend of ours with whom we'd tae the bus home. Well, you know how it is with people who have a crush on each other. Lots of giggles, lots of nervousness, and lots lots of stupidity . We were doing that thing there, you know, looking back at each other every two seconds... Well we were both doing that as we were walking around looking for our friend. I'd look at him, pretend I wasn't, he'd look at me, I'd look at him, he'd look at me and *SMACK* right into the tree. He was bruised for 2 weeks after that. Worst part is the friend we were looking for saw it happen and never let him live it down.

There is one more that needs to be told. A whole bunch of us got together and went to the local theme park. That day was really awesome and he was as sweet as ever. He went around and won me stuffed animals and I just was downright in love with him by that time. We were the most adorable pair, seriously. We had an absolute beautiful day and we really thought we'd really get somewhere. At one point, he and I sat aside from the group and chatted while they went on the rides, he told me how much he cared for me. He told me that we had a great time together and that he really enjoyed having me in his life. I just blushed and he thought it was the perfect time to swoop in for a kiss. Unfortunately, some sea gull decided it was the perfect time to poop too. And poop it did. Right on him. The moment was gone.

I never did get my kiss. We broke up and moved on. It was the saddest thing. Lol. Still to this day, we remember everything that we went through but we both know it's just not meant to happen Lol.

He named his car after me... I think that's why he has so much trouble with it. LOL.

I never believed in omens til I had met him.