CrazyBlindDate — Well, now, THAT was interesting…

This post concludes the three-part saga:

At the risk of being a real jerk to some poor, nice, innocent man on the Internet, I’m going to tell the truth:


First off, thank you to my twitter posse for watching the play-by-play and offering me escape routes when things went South. One of you offered to come pick me up, and another called me to pretend that her car had exploded and that she needed me–and only me–to come and rescue her right now. That was awesome. Fortunately, I didn’t need it. Surfer Dude got the hint and let me leave on my own free will.

But let’s back up. Things started off fine. Well, sort of.

CBD has this neat thing where they enable text messaging between parties 30 minutes before the date. He texted me first (10 points right there), and agreed to meet early (another 5 points). He was fabulous and charming in those few, brief text messages. Yay CrazyBlindDate!

A few minutes later, he showed up in a hat with a marijuana leaf on it, a glazed look in his eyes, and a slow voice. He then proceeded to forget the first few things I told him about myself. (minus 20 points)

But as we moved from pizza place to bar, he started talking, opened up, and became charming again (10 points!). Then he bought me a beer (5 points). A Chimay, actually (‘nuther 5 points).

But when the conversation shifted from “what do you do for a living?” to sexuality in San Francisco, and he became politely — and quite sincerely — homophobic (minus 50 points).

The clinching line was, “You know, I think it’s okay for women to be lesbians, but not for men to be gay. I used to think that was a sexist statement, but now I believe it’s just natural. See, lesbians turn men on, so that makes it okay.” (minus 100 points.)

And then, to solidify the logic: “Well, if gay men turned women on, I think more men would be gay. ‘Cuz men will do anything to have sex. I mean, with women. So men would be gay to have sex with women.” (Can we just drop an anvil on his head right now?)

Then we got personal, and such gems fell out of his mouth as “Have you ever tried to be feminine?(I’m wearing lipstick, eyeliner, and cleavage, you asshole) and “Maybe you could wear a wig next time…(I had stopped keeping track of points by now). He finished by reassuring me that I’m cute, even though it seems like I try not to be. (Gee, thanks.)

Then he reached out, stroked my arm, rubbed my ears, and offered to take me back to his place to watch horror movies so he could watch me squirm. (“Do I look like the squirmy type?” I asked. “Oh yeah,” he said.)

There were more comments, but frankly, I don’t think they’re appropriate for a public blog post.

The worst part was he was so kind in his misogyny. I actually felt bad for him. And he was sensitive to the fact that we were living on different planets. One of his sweetest statements, as he rubbed my wrist inappropriately, was “Isn’t it amazing how two people who are so different can get along so well?”

That was when I realized I was being far too polite, and it was time to go.

When he offered to give me a ride home, I flat out lied to him and told him I had a friend nearby that I needed to visit. We hugged briefly and walked away in different directions. I waited until he wasn’t looking and then ducked into a store. Five minutes later, I saw him walk past the window: he had walked in the opposite direction of his car just to get away from me. Well, at least the date was a mutual failure.

But as lame as all of that was, I still think CrazyBlindDate is amazing. The website, at least. It’s wonderful. The people? Well, I guess you get what you get. Be prepared for some rotten apples. Or maybe, just put on your “every problem is an opportunity” hats, and see what you can learn from the situation.

For example, I learned that there ARE still idiots in the world. Somehow I had forgotten this.

(I wonder who I’ll get for my date for Friday night!)


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7 Responses to “CrazyBlindDate — Well, now, THAT was interesting…”

  1. colin Says:

    I’m sure there’s another stoner homophobic slightly desperate woman with hair out there just for him.

    Thanks for being brave and giving us something enjoyable to read!

  2. Liz Says:

    Words fail me! OMG!

  3. Erica Says:

    Yeah, I don’t even know what to say to that. That’s one of those things that leaves you wondering, “Who says that shit?” Especially in San Francisco.

    I’m glad you escaped unharmed (except for the psychological scars).

  4. Josh Says:


    This was worse than the date I suffered through the other day. Nice to know it happens to others, but sucks it happened to you.

    BTW: Your bald head = Hot!!! :)

    Till we meet again in a small yet very comfortable Vietnamese Restaurant (I am thinking sometime in March or July depending on my cash flow and desire to get away from NH).


  5. Thomas Says:

    As I read this, I kept telling myself, it can’t get worse. But it did, again and again.

    Of course, I’m sure you were thinking the same thing while it happened.

  6. Don Says:

    I’m sorry that it was at your expense…but so glad that SF is not much different than Long Island, NY in the “there ARE still idiots in the world” department.


  7. Kara Says:

    Oh, my god. This was my first laugh-out-loud episode of the day. The hat with the marijuana leaf definitely started it out, and when the man actually stated that more men would be gay if it was attractive to women…wow. You had a bad date…but you made my day!!!