Last night I was almost asleep and I suddenly remembered about the worst date I’ve ever had and I had to share it with you girls.

This guy came pick me up to take me to see a movie at the cinema. He said the movie was at 10 pm which I thought was odd for a Sunday. We got there and the movie had started ages ago, obviously. We then drove around for ages trying to find somewhere to eat, and eventually he took me to this Turkish cafe (even though I said I did not like the food) and proceded to order himself and entire meal while I got a side of chips as it was the only thing on the menu I liked. I’m not sure but I think he might have even tried to make me split the bill.

Needless to say, there was no further dates. The weird thing is, our first date had been great (this was the second): He took me to a private members’ club where we sat by a roaring fireplace and had fancy waiters recommend cocktails to us, and then we went dancing. Don’t trust first impressions ladies.