Dating Adventures...WTF

I have never been much of a dater.  I mean, come on, this is in fact titled Diary of an Awkward Girl.  What did you expect?  We will start at the beginning (mainly because starting in the middle just doesn't make since does it?)

I don't think the guy I went on my first date with even knew it was my first date.  Heck, it was probably his first date.  And no, this date was not in elementary school, awkward girl remember?  This date was in college.  Yes, my first date wasn't until college.  Anyhow, for someone who had never been on a date before I was surprisingly picky with guys.  S had been asking me out all school year.  He followed me around like a puppy and I just kept politely declining.  He was nice enough and clearly liked me.  I just wasn't interested.  He looked like a cave man with one of those overpowering brow lines that makes you wonder if he was the guy that invented fire.  We had several classes together since his major was computer science something or other and I was majoring in math.  Why as a math major I was required to take programming classes is still beyond me.  Either way, I saw this guy regularly and he followed me back to the dorm on a regular basis.  What finally made me cave and say yes to a date you ask?  Well, I'm ashamed to say that it was the date that became appealing and not the guy.  His 11th attempt to ask me out involved a sneak preview showing of one of the Harry Potter movies.  I wanted to see that movie and knew that the theaters would be crowded for weeks if I waited so I took S up on his offer.  I met him at the theater conveniently only a few minutes before the movie started so we didn't have time to talk before settling down to silently watch the movie together.  Afterwards S asked if I wanted to grab a bite to eat or something but it was a school night and it was late so I told him I had to go and managed to get out of the date with only a few sentences spoken between us.  I feel horrible for using S like that but I was young and didn't know better at the time.  S asked me out again a few more times after that but I finally finished my programming classes and managed to avoid seeing him.

After that great start I thought dating could only go up hill from there.  I was wrong.  During college I was working at the mall in the customer service kiosk.  We kind of knew everyone in the mall and people were always stopping by to ask us questions and chat.  One person that stopped by often was my boss' nephew who moved around the food court dishing out food at various places.  I am just gonna lay it out there and say that he was a straight up ghetto thug.  He was one of those guys with his pants around his knees and underwear hanging out.  I'm pretty sure he had a metal grill in his mouth and he was regularly sporting a baseball cap over his disheveled afro.  Again, I wasn't really into this guy but I was bored at work one day so when he asked me to a movie I said yes.  We went out the following day and he picked me up from work in his barely-still-running-beater car with the $1000 rims.  The entire car ride to the theater was spent with me attempting to make conversation while he sat quietly in the drivers seat.  I have never been in such an uncomfortable social situation.  This guy talked to me all the time at work but once we were alone I was willing to talk about dirt just to get him speak to me.  We ended up watching some chick flick and I endured another silenced car ride back to the mall.  

Were all dates this awkward or was I just dating losers?  Apparently the answer was the later because my next date was with my now husband and it was the easiest best date I have ever been on.  But that story is for another time.   

Update and Unfair Humiliation

Ok, first an update.  I made my first snowman last weekend.  And it was an awesome one.  Possibly the best snowman ever.  I even put a hat and scarf on him.  Now that the snow has melted ever so slightly he even has a little sassy lean thing going on.  Next up, I will have to try out sledding.

Now for the unfair humiliation.  According to my co-worker I apparently have a physical defect.  I can only wink with my right eye.  I can not wink my left eye.  It just won't work.  My muscles just won't let me close my left eye and open my right one at the same time.  I never thought anything of this but it seems as though this makes me a freak.  So lets take a vote and see if this is weird or if a lot of people can only wink with one eye.  Go ahead, vote away.  Leave a comment and let me know, freak or normal?