Not really. Does anyone?

About six years ago I went on what became the second worst date of my life. At the time it ranked #1 but has since been surpassed.

George (I don't remember his name but he looked/acted like George Costanza) called about 4:30 on Friday.

G: Do you want to hang out tonight?

K: (I knew he was going to be calling but had expected it sooner. Unfortunately my roommates had dates so I was open) That sounds fine.

G: What do you want to do?

K: Mmm... I'm open for whatever. (Please - for a first date just plan something in advance)

G: OK. I'll plan something. What time do you want to go?

K: (Seriously?) I'm just headed home from work so I need a little time to change.

G: I'll be there at 6:00.

I didn't know what we were going to do but assumed we'd be eating dinner since we were leaving so early. I threw on some jeans, tee shirt (not even from the hamper like I did on my #3 worst date) and some flip flops.

George came to pick me up at 6:00 and we drove to Ensign Peak. I had no problem hiking Ensign Peak but wished that I had eaten and worn different shoes. While we were hiking he started to tell me about being unemployed and not having money and how it wasn't fun living at home. Awkward conversation for a first date. By the time we were finished with the hike I was starving and thinking dinner would be next. I was wrong. Next was a concert at the Tabernacle on Temple Square which would've been fine except my grumbling stomach. (This part of the date isn't what made it one of my worst dates ever. It just led to my feeling annoyed that I hadn't known what the plan was and kind of ruining my attitude for the rest of the night.)

After the concert George asked me if I was hungry. I said yes. He then made a big deal about going to the ATM so we could go get something to eat. We went to Iceberg. He ordered and then turned to me and said "Oh, did you want something?" I had planned on only getting a shake because I knew he didn't have a lot of money but when he asked that I changed my mind and got food (including large drink, fries and a shake.) (Also during dinner he invited me to go camping with him that night. Did he think things were going that well?)

After dinner (and turning down the camping trip) he took me home. The long way. Instead of just going home he decided that we needed to drive around a bit. I was still trying to be nice even thouhg I knew that this was over. And then he asked "So, did you ever think you'd be single this long?" Excuse me? At that point I stopped talking and he finally took me home.

The individual parts of the date weren't so bad (minus the single comment). It all just added up to one of the worst nights of my life. We didn't go out again.

*A more effective approach

For those of you who want to know, this is a much better way to ask a girl out:

Boy: Hey Kristi, this is Bob.

Me: Hi!

Boy/Me: Small talk (but short. Not a lot of awkward time wasted here)

Boy: Would you like to go to dinner Friday night?

Me: I'd love to.

Boy: Great. I'll pick you up at 6:30.

And then we just went to dinner. He left me wanting to get to know him even more. Easy. Painless.