We went to a coffee shop near Bowling Green University. It happened to double as a used bookstore and accordingly the walls were lined with book shelves, as well as several stand alone shelves. Not wanting to spend tons of time staring into this guy's eyes (or fat head), I began browsing books. He follows me and makes it rather apparent he has never read anything beyond comic books or pre-teen literature. I find this unbearable, if some one's fat, I pray they can at least have an intelligent conversation.
The date gets progressively worse in this manner, until I want to chew off my leg for an excuse to get out of the date. "Sorry, you're great but I need to go to the emergency room. No. No, it's fine I can drive myself with one leg. No problem."
After the coffee shop, he takes me to his friends' house. It's near Christmas, so their house is decorated; including a Christmas tree. To add that extra special charm, they have a jackalope on the wall which they have named Buck. His friends continuously talk to it, and warn me that I better not do anything because it will see me, and tell their father. If I weren't in the middle of the ghetto, I would have run down the street screaming. His friends went to the store for beer, leaving me alone with the redheaded guy and the jackalope. He decides it's the perfect time to make a move on me. He pulls his ball cap off- his head is so fat that there are indentations where his hat had been. As I cringe in horror, he looks at me with eyes as glassy as the jackalope's and asks me "Do you want to make out?"
My prompt response was "No!"
