At My Very Worst Date, we hear about some pretty horrific dates, mainly involving hygiene, cheapskates, wardrobe malfunctions or drunk and disorderly contact, but this one takes the cake of late.
As a single mom, dating is not my top priority. However, I am a woman, and I do have certain needs that Ben & Jerry’s simply cannot satisfy. So, urged by some girlfriends, I created an online profile. I was immediately bombarded with offers from scary- sounding, looking, or acting men. I waded through the riff-raff and finally found a man who appeared to be intelligent, attractive, employed, educated, and did not abuse emoticons.
We emailed back and forth for a bit and decided to meet for coffee. By this point, I had already let him know that I have a kid. Half way through our date, he mentioned that he wasn’t sure he was comfortable dating someone with a child. I told him I appreciated his honesty and that I completely understood his position. Hell, before I got knocked up I never would have dated a man with kids.
“No, no,” he said. “I still want to see you, I just think we should talk about, um, disposing of the extra baggage. I know ways to make things look accidental.”
What-the-ever-loving F? Needless to say, I flew out of that coffee shop. And that was my first last and only online date. From now on, I’m sticking to the divorced dads at Chuck E Cheese. At least they won’t offer to off my child!
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