This was sometime in 2013 or 2014 – I can’t remember exactly. He was a friend of a friend, who helped set us up. We had a brunch date in Bangsar.
Things were going okay at first. We were making conversation, and the date wasn’t unpleasant, to say the least.
However, at one point, we were talking about pets. I told him about a friend who has a ton of cats in his house, and how his pets would follow him wherever he went. Then, this guy – let’s call him Steven – went wide-eyed.
“Wait, is this friend a guy?”
Yes, I replied hesitantly.
“Not boyfriend right? Wait, you ARE single right?”
That should’ve been my first warning, but I didn’t think much of it then. I just laughed it off, and told him yes – why else would I be there with him?
He said okay and the conversation continued. We talked about menial things like our jobs and books we liked. It was here when he pulled his second weird act.
We found out we both watched anime, and he immediately had this “omg you are amazing” look on his face. He told me that I wasn’t like other girls, and that most girls he met didn’t like anime.
Source: One piece
At this point, I started to feel uncomfortable. I told him that maybe he hasn’t looked in the right places (and this wasn’t going to be the right place either).
I forgot what he replied, but I’ll never forget how excited he got. It felt like at that point, he was already sure that I was his dream girl, and that he was just looking for more things to tick off his checklist.
He had a dinner later that night, and he asked if I’d like to join him. I said no, and told him I had a family dinner (which was true). Throughout the entire date, he asked me four more times if I was sure I wouldn’t want to abandon my family and join him for dinner.
Anyway, brunch ended, and that should’ve been the end of a slightly weird date. But of course, life is sometimes stranger than fiction – and so the date continued.
He asked me if I wanted to get coffee, and being the naïve, inexperienced girl that I was, I said okay.
We went upstairs for coffee, and the conversation drifted to short selling of securities. Very obscure, I know.
Somehow, it became one of those ‘ticks’ on his checklist he was hunting for. To clarify, it wasn’t as if selling securities was my lifelong passion or anything – it was just one of those things I picked up from a previous internship. And yet to him, it was as if he’d just found his dream girl. He got super excited.
Midway through coffee I got a call from work and I happily took it. After the call ended I told him it was something urgent and I should probably head back home to work.
“Oh wait, you don’t have to do that – I know a quiet place where you can work instead!”
He suggested that I work in a nearby Starbucks where he could bring his work and we can do our work.
Together.
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The mental alarm bells were just below ear-piercing now, so I laughed nervously and told him no. I reminded him that I had a family dinner to attend to anyway.
His response?
“How about after dinner? I can go pick you up.”
Of course, politely refuse him (repeatedly). We finished our coffee in record time, and I told him I had to go. He insisted he walk me to my car. I thought he was trying to be polite, so I let him.
We reached my car, and he asked me if I could drop him off at his car. Nothing unnatural there either, so I said yes.
He hopped in, and I drove us to his car.
Which was 100 metres away.
When we stopped, I thanked him for brunch and waited for him to get out of my car, foot ready on the gas pedal. He lingered, and asked me if he’d get to see me again.
At this point I could barely keep a straight face so I told him “We’ll see how things go.”
Still, he didn’t budge. My uncomfortable-ness reached depths I didn’t even think was possible.
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Thankfully, a car came up behind us, so he had to leave. I can say I was never more relieved than when I was flooring it out of that place.
That should have been the end of it, but before I even got home, I got a text from him. I can’t remember what he said, but it went something along the lines of he had never met anyone like me, and that I was the girl he had been waiting for.
He texted me all day the next day, and even several weeks after our date. I gave him one-word replies (just to be polite), but I never saw him again after that.
Read another Worst Date Series here: Horror Date in Thailand.
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