I don't have a horror story. The 'best concert ever' thread reminded me of a couple of shows I bailed on to hang out w/ girls... I missed a $4-5 Nirvana show in Athens in Sept (maybe Nov), 1991 (her friend God later came between us). I missed the Cocteau Twins in Atlanta in 1994. They broke up before I would ever get to see them play live (Nicole? or... Geraldine... well, some sort of consolation). But still, I also declined to go on an educational-abroad trip to Dar es Salaam in Tanzania (after being approved and funded) in 1993 for a girl that I instead chased to Az that same year. I was back in Charleston, w/ my tail between my legs in 12/93. No, Rwanda didn't affect (ae) Tanzania. I've been married since 1995... so I'm not cognizant of any of the things that I've missed since then... Somebody has to have better stories than mine. Spill it!
I've let my hair grow out and I've taken out my earrings for my current girl. I've always hated getting haircuts, that's why I just went with the full shave, so now, I'm just a big scruffy ******. I know, it's not a good one either.
At the time this sounded like a cool thing to do, and it scored HUGE brownie points with my girlfriend (now wife), but looking back, it seems pretty excessive. After a long night of drinking at a club, we decided to go back to her apartment. We had arrived at the club in separate cars, and I drove her home in my car. Well, we get back to her apartment...yadda, yadda, yadda... then she falls asleep. At this time, it's about 1 in the morning, and we both have to go to work in the morning, but her car is still at the club, roughly five miles away. I tried to get one of my buddies to give me a lift to her car, but no one was available. So I walked. Yes, at 1 am, tired, drunk, and wearing shoes not meant for walking, I walked five miles to get her car for her. She was greatly appreciative, and showed it by...yadda, yadda, yadda...
5 miles!?! That's a lot of yadda yadda yadda ("she wouldn't yadda yadda...") Great story Behad! Another dumb thing I've done just surfaced in my 're'memory but I have to run for a few hours...
Well, this didn't seem very dumb at the time because it wasn't particularly excessive, but for my girlfriend's birthday, I took her to an afternoon Astros game (that was actually her idea) and then surprised her with a trip down to Kemah for dinner at Landry's. Three weeks later she broke up with me, which made me wish I hadn't gone through all that trouble. What is it Ben Folds says? "Give me my money back. Give me my money back, you b****."
Got you beat bud. Back in the days when I had no transportation, I walked from McKinney to Plano because I mistook a fricken smile earlier that day...dumb, dumb, dumb. Needless to say, that was a loney walk back to my cousins that night...15+ miles...and what made it worse was my cousin's forwarning, which I ignored. Boy, did he ever rubbed it in. RR
Not a chance! Obviously, you want to tell us, or you wouldn't have posted that little tidbit. Spill it...
not the worst story, but. . . when I was in graduate school, I had the opportunity to go and study literature for a summer at Oxford. I had started dating a girl in march who was graduating and moving away in may. I forewent Oxford for lamanda. she and I had broken up by the 4th of July. one of my very, very few true regrets in life. "they're all sisters, Will!"
I stopped drinking beer, watching sports, and hanging out with my friends, just because those were the things that were taking us away from "our" time. Long live single life!!! Im holding out until the bitter end.....
I truly have ZERO desire to get married. Here is the worst thing I ever did for a girl: I dated ONE frickin' girl for my last two years of college. And I didn't cheat on her. That's what I did for her. The last two years of 'the best years of my life' should have been spent mowing as many lawns as I possibly could. Yeah, I'm bitter. F*cking sue me.
Well... I didn't want to post this at work and its not something I'm proud of. And it was years ago... but the dumbest thing I did for a girl? ...put a needle in my arm... I liked her so much and wanted to be around her and that's what she did, so...
I did the cardinal sin...I gave her money. I had met this girl at work about 4 years ago. I was instantly attracted to her, but found out that she was engaged, but it didn't matter because I went to work at a different branch than hers (it was a bank). A year later, I was transferred to a different office..the one that she was working in. When I started there, I was told that she wasn't married and no longer engaged. We became pretty good friends, but everyone knew that I liked her and wanted it to be more than friends. She then started this routine where she was always late in paying some bill like insurance, or telephone, etc, and that she needed me to give her money. She would always say that she would pay me back..yea, right! I wound up giving her, you guys are not going to believe this, close to a thousand dollars! She only paid back probably 100 of it. What made it worse that some of that money was given to her when I was unemployed and she used it for other things than what she claimed. We had a huge falling out, as you can imagine, and now we never speak. That girl is psychotic and I learned a valuable lesson. But, boy did it **** me up, for a while!
Behad would walk 5 hundred miles and RRacoon would walk 5 hundred more.. just to be the man who walked a 1000 miles and blah blah blah... Umm.. I met her and w/in a month, let her move in and use me for 6 months so she could move to NYC and leave me standing with my hands empty wondering what the hell happened.... Sex was great at least, but never again will I be so blinded and allow myself to get used like that. The major positive is I learned a great deal through this experience.
Manny, did anyone kick the sh*t out of you after you gave that b*tch cash? Did you at least get anything out of her? Just divide the cash you spent into the number of times she was "friendly." If its less than $100, you did alright.
In high school, I got a letter jacket with an "M" on it. My girlfriend went to a "W" high school, but they didn't give letter jackets for girl's sports. At Christmas, I had my "M" removed and re-sewn as a "W" and gave it to her. Fortunately, our school colors were exactly the same so it worked for her!