Real Life Story: The Last Laugh
By Sexy Susie on 11 November 2009 | 5 Comments
It’s hard to be smooth and this guy proves it’s especially hard to be smooth on a first date with Dream Girl.
There was this super hot chick in my Biology class. She was seriously the hottest chick I’d seen since I started university.
I spent most of the class staring at her ‘cause I liked her hair and the way she only ever smiled or laughed if something was funny as balls. I tried all of my class-clown tricks and smart-ass jokes to see that laugh, or at least a smile. Nothing worked.
Then one day, I just asked her out. She said yes and I couldn’t speak. I was so pumped and excited. We planned to meet at the campus pub the next night.
I was nervous before our date, so I went early and had some beers. I didn’t want to be drunk when she got there, just something to bring back my cool. I was thinking about what she’d look like in a wet t-shirt when she walked into the pub.
“Hey,” she said.
I tried to step down from my barstool to give her a hug and my legs got caught in the rungs and I nosedived to the ground. I felt so embarrassed. And sore. What a disaster.
But from the ground, I could hear her laughing. I had actually made her laugh! She thought something I did was funny! I would have stayed down there forever if it meant that she would keep laughing. But I wanted to see that smile. So I stood up.
And there it was. Like a prize. A gold medal that I had finally won with an embarrassing fall from a barstool. I looked at her and smiled back and we kept laughing and looking at each other.
“God, that was hilarious,” she said, still smiling.
My prize slipped through the gutter, though. I got cocky, I guess. I was nervous. We were really hitting it off. So I just blurted it out, like a belch:
“You’re so f***ing hot!”
You can imagine it got pretty awkward after that. I know it wasn’t smooth, but I couldn’t stop myself. She stopped laughing and I could see her tense up. Things were going so well, and the mood just changed. We had a drink, and mostly small-talked, but whatever semblance of chemistry I felt between us before was gone. I screwed up. Big time. Go figure.
Phil, 22, Eugene, OR
What would you have done if you were his date? Would you have given him a second chance? Let us know. Maybe it’ll make Phil feel better!
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By Rebecaluvsu on 11 November 2009
I would have just kept on going like it was no big deal, even though inside it would nag at me that that is all I was. Booty. But ya know, most things you should just laugh off because there are more serious things in life than some guy calling you hot. Yeah, I would give him a second chance, probably not a third though.
By littlecynicism on 12 November 2009
It would have played out just like that, whenever a guy gives me that kind of “compliment” it just makes me feel like all he wants is a nice body, or *any* body…
By ScreamAVENGED7X on 12 November 2009
reading the story you can tell that those weren’t his first intentions, I honestly think that it’s kinda cute… plus as ,as of us girls wonder throughout the date… DOES HE LIKE ME? i wish first dates were that easy to read
By GotLeid on 13 November 2009
I would have replied with “your a clutz” and “your not getting this ‘hot F#%&*g body’ but you can still buy me a drink.
By whowhatwherewhyhow on 14 November 2009
to “I would have replied with “your a clutz” and “your not getting this ‘hot F#%&*g body’ but you can still buy me a drink.”
Ha. Clever comeback, made me smile to read it. But in real life, I don’t think most guys, including me, would buy you a drink after that comeback. Even with getting your hot F#%&*g body not being the point, your comeback sort of tries to make it seem like the only point, and sort of kills any chemistry that might have been still possible.