I like bad dates. The harder they crash and burn, the better. They’re hilarious, stress free and they always make for great stories.
The “marathon” date that went from noon until midnight, the one guy who forgot to feed me but managed to buy himself a pizza and eat the whole thing in front of me, the boy who asked me to sit in the back seat, the guy who spent the whole time on his new phone, and the gutsy guy who stood with his lips puckered and eyes closed on my doorstep leaning in for a kiss as I stepped inside and closed the door.
Sure, some people would say I wasted 2 hours of my life, but I would say I’m just one frog closer to Prince Charming. Plus, if you’re the lady, you usually get a free meal, score!
But the best part is that after you close the door at the end of the night, it’s over. You don’t have to text him or talk to him again because you know that it’s just not going to work out and that’s great, because he was a weirdo. There’s no “Well maybe I could like him…” or “Maybe he was just nervous…” No! He’s just flat out not want you want. And now you get to go back to your lovely life with one more awesomely horrible date story in your pocket.
My least favorite kind of date? When I say goodnight, close the door and hold my breath because I wish it had been a bad date. Why couldn’t he have smelled terrible or talked about himself the whole time or confessed to being in jail or something dreadful. But no, he had to go off and be Mr. Perfect. He had to treat me well, make me laugh, have a ton in common, and have the most handsome smile.
How dare he.
Because now closing the door is just the beginning. Now I get to sit around, cling to my phone and wait. Wait for a text, a call, a “like” on a facebook status, anything. I have to wait for a sign that the feeling is mutual. A sign that he wasn’t just being a gentleman. A sign of a second date.
You would think girls give up after 1 week of not hearing anything, but no. We don’t. We come up with these elaborate excuses for the guys, like “Well maybe he had a family emergency,” “Maybe he wants to take it really slow,” and my favorite… “Maybe the text just didn’t show up on my phone, that happens you know….”
Yeah. Right.
I liked him, he didn’t like me. Game over.
I’d much rather laugh over a bad date than stress over a good one.
But one of these days, I’ll get my second date. And maybe a third.
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Headshot above by Rachel Haslam Photography
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I’m loving these personal posts. As a single college girl (whose friends are all in relationships, ugh) who’s becoming increasingly frustrated with the dating world these days, it’s so nice to know there are other girls out there who feel my pain! We just gotta keep kissing those frogs…or closing the door on them as they try to kiss us!…and one day we’ll find our prince. And while we wait for him we might as well bake cupcakes, right?!
I didn’t think I had a chance, but maybe I’ll call you soon…
I don’t know who you are, but you’re hilarious
You do’t know who I am, but you do know me.
Not creepy at all… 🙂
You are so adorable and talented, I can’t believe that no one has scooped you up yet.
Plus, you can cook! I am reminded of the song from “Wicked” called “I’m not that girl.” If you haven’t heard it, give a listen…….
I’m a huge broadway nerd, so I basically have that song memorized along with the rest of “Wicked.”
Girl you’re looking so gorgeous in that picture! I’m loving these more personal posts! It’s nice to know that there’s other single lady bakers out there also looking for that 2nd, or 3rd, date! One day! 🙂
One day, that’s right 🙂
Love the new picture Lizzy. One day that Prince will REALLY come and stay and everything you wrote will be a distant memory (one never forgets). I thought of this song/video after reading your post:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dVdiEdw2zuM
My marathon date turned into my husband, so don’t lose hope. I love the picture, pull the hat down and to the side and voila Carmen Santiago!
I don’t call them “marathon” if I’m having fun, haha because I’ve been on long dates that are great! But they’re rare… And I was thinking that same thing about Carmen Sandiego!
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