This Confession concerns the most ill-behaved I have ever been on a date...
I've never been much for Halloween. First of all, Halloween in New England sucks. Either your costume has to be 15 sizes too big to fit over your winter coat or you're freezing your ass off in a Wonder Woman costume. And let me tell you, a skinny 11 year old girl with goosebumps and barely-there breasts does not do justice to a Wonder Woman costume.
Also, my mother lacks creativity. She couldn't make a sock puppet if you paid her, nevermind a Halloween costume. So, left to my own devices at Halloween, I struggled.
As soon as I could reasonably shrug off trick-or-treating I did, and I didn't look back.
I didn't look back until my 20s when I was invited to a Halloween Costume party by some friends of mine at work. They had rented out a bar downtown and hired a band and it was supposed to be FANTASTIC, except that you had to wear a costume.
A week before the party I still hadn't figured out what to wear. I met my brother for drinks to discuss it. There was a HOT guy at the bar. We made eye contact a couple of times and finally, when my brother went to the bathroom I smiled at him and said hi. I introduced myself. I made sure to mention that my brother was my BROTHER.
Before we left he asked for my number. I gave it to him.
He called me the next day. I invited him to go to the party with me. I told him that he had to wear a costume. "Sure," he said but he was going out of town for a few days and wouldn't be back until the afternoon of the party. "Okay." I said.
Finally it was party day. Before I left work I stopped by to check on my friend Kate. There was a GORGEOUS guy in her office. It turns out that he worked with us too but in a different division AND he was going to be at the party later.
My date called me at home to confirm our plans. I asked him what he'd be wearing. He told me that he hated Halloween and that he wasn't going to wear a costume. I BERATED him and told him that he HAD to wear a costume. That he couldn't go without a costume, etc. He said that he would wear a costume AND meet me there.
I had decided on my costume. I wore sexy brown tights and sexy brown high heels. I wore a tight brown skirt. I wore a green turtleneck sweater with leaves pinned to it and a green beret. I was the most stunning 'tree' you've ever seen. I got to the party early. It was just me, my 2 friends from work and the GORGEOUS guy from Kate's office. The GORGEOUS guy and I hung out for an hour before my date showed up.
I should mention that the GORGEOUS guy was not wearing a costume and he looked, well, GORGEOUS. When my date showed up, he was dressed as a scarecrow - complete with eyeliner stitching all over his face. He looked RIDICULOUS.
I spent 5 minutes talking to him, excused myself to the ladies room and went back to the GORGEOUS guy. I only saw my scarecrow again at closing time when the GORGEOUS guy and I were leaving. He seemed unhappy.
I called him the following day to apologize but he did not answer my calls and never called me back.
He got the last laugh though because the GORGEOUS guy turned out to be a complete NUTJOB and I practically had to move to get away from him.
Has anyone done worse?
Hahaha. Halloween Nutjobs. I always noticed how Halloween was a great excuse for not wearing any clothes...but, yeah, it's too cold usually here for half naked costumes.
I did wear a sexy Dorthy costume, but I failed because even though I was 22 at the time, I had boobs of an 11 year old girl.
Posted by: Alissa | April 21, 2010 at 08:54 AM
Halloween and Nutjobs kinda go together...Well, I did wear naughty schoolgirl but it is pretty cold in October in NJ. Plus, in College no girl walk with a coat because they don't want to lose it...
Posted by: Deanna Hernandez-Arza | April 21, 2010 at 09:05 AM
A couple of years ago my college friends had the great idea of dressing up as Rockstars (more like Barbie and the rockers) but it was a big FAIL bc we were just wearing old fashioned clothes and some friends recognized it. The problem was that the gorgeous guy I spent all night talking and sharing drinks was dressed up as a Army Chippendale. Nice right??? He was so cute! Tall and lots of muscles lol... Add smart please.
The only problem? He was a real Chippendale (male dancer) who left work to go to the dance club. I found out about it 3 dates later. Yuck
Posted by: Yakalita (in disguise) | April 21, 2010 at 09:21 AM
So not Halloween, and not nearly as entertaining, but I have started a date with one guy and ended it with another. The first guy was kind of pissed, but still wanted to see me. he was kind of nutjobby.
Posted by: oneandonly_erin | April 21, 2010 at 10:34 AM
This is basically how my husband and I started dating only he isn't (::fingers crossed::) a NUTJOB. I showed up to a party single. A guy I like showed up; made out with said guy.
DH was jealous (we weren't dating and I had no clue he liked me, like that), called me over and proceeded to kiss me. I found myself at a friends house with him at the end of the night. hmph
I didn't even wonder where the 1st guy went until I got a voicemail from him at 4am whilst I was mostly naked getting it on with DH.
Posted by: HappilyEverAfter | April 21, 2010 at 03:54 PM
ahhhhhhhahahaha thats hilarious. I bet that RIDICULOUS guy was actually great. too bad. I love that you blew him off for the better looking one. I totally would have done that too. oh well.
Posted by: alysha | April 21, 2010 at 06:37 PM
Mine involves a winter ball. The guy I went with was a bit of a drip, so I spent most of the evening with someone else. By the end of the night, I felt totally guilty. Date did not totally hate me until prom when I called every one I knew so I did not have to go him. We began friends later in life, but he refused to talk to me for years after than.
Posted by: Dani_Zaz | April 21, 2010 at 08:43 PM
Halloween is always good times.
In college, I wore my 6th grade cheerleading costume to the bars. I don't think I paid for a drink for the next 6 months.
When my husband and I were dating I may have gotten a little bold in line for the haunted house. The chainsaw guy screamed "FORNICATORS" at us and chased us out.
Posted by: Corrin | April 21, 2010 at 10:09 PM
We don't really do Halloween in Australia, sadly. Which means we missed the joy of dressing up sexily once a year under the dress-like-a-whore-and-get-away-with-it amnesty of Halloween.
But I've never started the night with one guy and ended it with another. I feel kind of sorry for your HOT scarecrow who got ditched for the GORGEOUS nutjob. When a guy dresses up for you, against his wishes, you have to give him some credit...
Posted by: Bee | April 21, 2010 at 10:25 PM
Tell the truth you were really dressed as a "Bush"
Posted by: thenextmartha | April 21, 2010 at 10:53 PM