Stories of My LBB
Read Mine Yet?
Go ahead and BBM this! My 7 dates of hell...
what a night!
By Ibraheem B.
If I had a JD for each decision I've made while walking away after my date… not a day passes by without encountering such thoughts, and yet another night, living with the net's on-going failure of its matching technique! Dating could be one dragging process!, It's what most of us daters out there face, irritating, no? How some gay guys could be ruthless at times, how it gets harder and harder with the symptoms of rejection and fear… bumping into Ex-flames and dinning in all the wrong places. I bet Cher knew turning back time would do about right. But here I am tailing you my miss-matches and what went wrong, part of it is for the entertaining reason, but the bigger share goes for the cautionary tale that each story holds. The consideration we should start to impose, so we don't end up hurting ourselves and others. But who's counting the wrong impressions these days? I guess my LBB got the debs…
Date #1: Coffee to throw please!
The quick "hi"!
I met this perfect guy on an online dating site, he seemed perfect (the age, body, face, everything) , we chatted for a while and he seemed interesting. We decided to meet in front of the main gate of Mecca mall and then we'll figure out what to do next (I was thinking coffee, not sure about you guys!).
It was a cold Sunday night. Inside, prepping myself, you know how these first dates grooming procedures go; I dressed up, fixed my hair, put on my lucky boxers. And even though I shortened the workout of it, but this took me a lot of time, and so that I even made arrangements to pay the cab extra so I can reach on time.
I reached the mall and waited half an hour for him to come in the freezing weather, and I was thinking to myself 'This is going well!' , I kept calling him and each time he picks up he tells me that he'll be there in two minutes. I was about to leave the scene, until he showed up. As he stepped out of the car looking charming and all, he looked at me and said "baby, sorry I'm not interested "! I stood there thinking, is that what he really said, did he actually say that! Yes he did! I was holding a hot chocolate, almost empty, and dreading the long sips, as I had the full intention of throwing it over him. But instead keeping the dream for a little bit longer, what I did say to him is: "oh okay, I understand people have different tastes" and I left. I entered the mall with a big grump on face, walking by myself pushing against the beaming crowd, running to McDonalds' and treating myself with the biggest meal (although I had dinner).
Date #2:Terrific till...
The Friday fright night!
It was the perfect Friday morning; birds are singing, a sunny warm weather and all the family are gathered together in harmony. All of that, and I didn’t have my morning coffee yet. Interrupted, when I got a call from a friend saying he's around and he's coming over to pick me up for coffee, I wasn’t in the mood to out but he lured me when he mentioned 'the group are gathered'. We went to this little coffee place in Jabal Amman. Out and about, sipping coffee, gossiping, flipping through magazines and tossing few laughs (you know what happens when a group of gays get together). People started to leave, till me and my friend Maya are left alone, and all of a sudden my ex shows up at the same place, and did I mention how tiny the place is? (Knees are hold tight for space). 'Hi' he said when he passed by our table, one thing lead to another and he asked me out again… shamelessly I said ok, and we agreed on meeting night time, which he insisted on picking me up. 9 pm he was honking his car down my building. After driving off and chatting, I asked him for the night's plans, he told me that we're heading to his place and order Chinese. Sounds a little too good to be true, no? On our way, I kept recalling the brutal breakup we had earlier during our little time of dating, and reaching his place fast certainly didn't help make my mind on whether to go further with this 'too good to be true' momenta! Even though something told me not go, I just walked against it, opening one eye!
Soon to learn it was a revenge date! Coming back to his home to find a couple of his straight friends, pointing and laughing at me, and I got a vibe of some ass-whooping is coming my way any minute now! Apparently he had the whole thing planned for humiliating me. I acted faster than I thought, and thank God the door wasn't locked, I exited and literally ran off!
Date #3: CV vs BJ !
The road to eternity"!
I moved out of the country recently, school and studies-related. I was looking for a part time job at the time, so I posted on my online account "looking for a part time job", after a while I was left with a message from this nice guy, telling me about this place of work he has and that I can work with him, he asked me few questions, and then we agreed to meet in his place, to bring my CV with a clear photo of me attached, and have dinner and discuss this job-matter. We arranged to meet the next day at 8 pm, as my place is really far from his'. I started getting ready at 5:30 telling myself "it's okay you need to find a job." I took a cab to reach the bus station where I waited 15 minutes for the bus which took me to the metro station and another hour to reach his place. Seriously you can't imagine how far his place is and how much I got myself into trouble just to reach there.
Anyways, I reached his place safe and sound, and after leading me inside, I drop my body slowly on the sofa as he came back with a drink in hand. I started showing him my papers along with the CV and the other attachments, discussing my archive of work and so on. All of a sudden he comes and sits next to me and started making passes at me. At that moment I knew how stupid I was. What made it worse was when he told "let's do it and you consider yourself that you got the job" I didn't even think I just collected my stuff and said "I'm sorry, but this is humiliating for me, I need to leave" and simply he replied "okay". I went out carrying all my papers and thinking I have another two and a half hours to reach home. I got in the elevator catching a glimpse at myself in the mirror, witnessing my own version of The Walk of Shame!
If I had a JD for each decision I've made while walking away after my date… not a day passes by without encountering such thoughts, and yet another night, living with the net's on-going failure of its matching technique! Dating could be one dragging process!, It's what most of us daters out there face, irritating, no? How some gay guys could be ruthless at times, how it gets harder and harder with the symptoms of rejection and fear… bumping into Ex-flames and dinning in all the wrong places. I bet Cher knew turning back time would do about right. But here I am tailing you my miss-matches and what went wrong, part of it is for the entertaining reason, but the bigger share goes for the cautionary tale that each story holds. The consideration we should start to impose, so we don't end up hurting ourselves and others. But who's counting the wrong impressions these days? I guess my LBB got the debs…
Date #1: Coffee to throw please!
The quick "hi"!
I met this perfect guy on an online dating site, he seemed perfect (the age, body, face, everything) , we chatted for a while and he seemed interesting. We decided to meet in front of the main gate of Mecca mall and then we'll figure out what to do next (I was thinking coffee, not sure about you guys!).
It was a cold Sunday night. Inside, prepping myself, you know how these first dates grooming procedures go; I dressed up, fixed my hair, put on my lucky boxers. And even though I shortened the workout of it, but this took me a lot of time, and so that I even made arrangements to pay the cab extra so I can reach on time.
I reached the mall and waited half an hour for him to come in the freezing weather, and I was thinking to myself 'This is going well!' , I kept calling him and each time he picks up he tells me that he'll be there in two minutes. I was about to leave the scene, until he showed up. As he stepped out of the car looking charming and all, he looked at me and said "baby, sorry I'm not interested "! I stood there thinking, is that what he really said, did he actually say that! Yes he did! I was holding a hot chocolate, almost empty, and dreading the long sips, as I had the full intention of throwing it over him. But instead keeping the dream for a little bit longer, what I did say to him is: "oh okay, I understand people have different tastes" and I left. I entered the mall with a big grump on face, walking by myself pushing against the beaming crowd, running to McDonalds' and treating myself with the biggest meal (although I had dinner).
Date #2:Terrific till...
The Friday fright night!
It was the perfect Friday morning; birds are singing, a sunny warm weather and all the family are gathered together in harmony. All of that, and I didn’t have my morning coffee yet. Interrupted, when I got a call from a friend saying he's around and he's coming over to pick me up for coffee, I wasn’t in the mood to out but he lured me when he mentioned 'the group are gathered'. We went to this little coffee place in Jabal Amman. Out and about, sipping coffee, gossiping, flipping through magazines and tossing few laughs (you know what happens when a group of gays get together). People started to leave, till me and my friend Maya are left alone, and all of a sudden my ex shows up at the same place, and did I mention how tiny the place is? (Knees are hold tight for space). 'Hi' he said when he passed by our table, one thing lead to another and he asked me out again… shamelessly I said ok, and we agreed on meeting night time, which he insisted on picking me up. 9 pm he was honking his car down my building. After driving off and chatting, I asked him for the night's plans, he told me that we're heading to his place and order Chinese. Sounds a little too good to be true, no? On our way, I kept recalling the brutal breakup we had earlier during our little time of dating, and reaching his place fast certainly didn't help make my mind on whether to go further with this 'too good to be true' momenta! Even though something told me not go, I just walked against it, opening one eye!
Soon to learn it was a revenge date! Coming back to his home to find a couple of his straight friends, pointing and laughing at me, and I got a vibe of some ass-whooping is coming my way any minute now! Apparently he had the whole thing planned for humiliating me. I acted faster than I thought, and thank God the door wasn't locked, I exited and literally ran off!
Date #3: CV vs BJ !
The road to eternity"!
I moved out of the country recently, school and studies-related. I was looking for a part time job at the time, so I posted on my online account "looking for a part time job", after a while I was left with a message from this nice guy, telling me about this place of work he has and that I can work with him, he asked me few questions, and then we agreed to meet in his place, to bring my CV with a clear photo of me attached, and have dinner and discuss this job-matter. We arranged to meet the next day at 8 pm, as my place is really far from his'. I started getting ready at 5:30 telling myself "it's okay you need to find a job." I took a cab to reach the bus station where I waited 15 minutes for the bus which took me to the metro station and another hour to reach his place. Seriously you can't imagine how far his place is and how much I got myself into trouble just to reach there.
Anyways, I reached his place safe and sound, and after leading me inside, I drop my body slowly on the sofa as he came back with a drink in hand. I started showing him my papers along with the CV and the other attachments, discussing my archive of work and so on. All of a sudden he comes and sits next to me and started making passes at me. At that moment I knew how stupid I was. What made it worse was when he told "let's do it and you consider yourself that you got the job" I didn't even think I just collected my stuff and said "I'm sorry, but this is humiliating for me, I need to leave" and simply he replied "okay". I went out carrying all my papers and thinking I have another two and a half hours to reach home. I got in the elevator catching a glimpse at myself in the mirror, witnessing my own version of The Walk of Shame!