Thursday
Oct082009
WANTED: Your Dating Horror Stories
Thursday, October 8, 2009 at 10:35PMI sat next to him in a tiny room barely bigger than a coat closet. He had said we were going to do some "karaoke"...apparently this meant sitting alone together in a florescent bulb lit box, picking standards out of a notebook and singing for an audience of one. And when I did not take this little venture seriously and resorted to shout-singing such classics as "When I Think About You (I Touch Myself)", he grew angry and defensive and pouted like a three-year-old.
Did I mention there were no food or drinks in this room? That it was empty except for a karaoke machine and two strangers watching horrible music videos and at least one of them wishing they were dead? The highlight of the evening was his sneak-attack, surprise tongue kiss where I was quite certain that for the first time in my life, I was receiving CPR with tongue. I can't remember, though, if the kiss was before or after he got the bill and asked, "You wanna go halvsies?"
*scary horror music--KREE! KREE! KREE! KREE!*
Do YOU have a dating horror story? I want to hear it!
Write your story in 300 words or less and e-mail it to thenakedredhead (at) gmail (dot) com. In honor of Halloween, I'm showing just how horrifying dating can be all this month at The Naked Redhead. Stories will begin airing Monday, October 12. On Friday, October 30, the story with the most comments will be crowned "Most Horrific Date 2009" and the author will get a featured interview about his or her site/business/bad-ass self on my blog.
When you send your story, include a brief bio with a link to your blog and I'll link your story back to you. Good luck! I can't wait to be scared by your romantic pain.
Did I mention there were no food or drinks in this room? That it was empty except for a karaoke machine and two strangers watching horrible music videos and at least one of them wishing they were dead? The highlight of the evening was his sneak-attack, surprise tongue kiss where I was quite certain that for the first time in my life, I was receiving CPR with tongue. I can't remember, though, if the kiss was before or after he got the bill and asked, "You wanna go halvsies?"
*scary horror music--KREE! KREE! KREE! KREE!*
Do YOU have a dating horror story? I want to hear it!
Write your story in 300 words or less and e-mail it to thenakedredhead (at) gmail (dot) com. In honor of Halloween, I'm showing just how horrifying dating can be all this month at The Naked Redhead. Stories will begin airing Monday, October 12. On Friday, October 30, the story with the most comments will be crowned "Most Horrific Date 2009" and the author will get a featured interview about his or her site/business/bad-ass self on my blog.
When you send your story, include a brief bio with a link to your blog and I'll link your story back to you. Good luck! I can't wait to be scared by your romantic pain.
Reader Comments (1)
Oh my God, I cannot wait to read some of these that are submitted.