Summary: Go on first date after a year of swallowing TRP. She hates me but can't get enough of me

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I had some dating apps on my my phone for awhile (POF, Tinder etc) but wasn't doing so well. Being 22, Women weren't responding to my messages and was not getting any attention, not until I posted a shirtless default picture. Boom. Started immediately getting messages. Most were women I wouldn't touch with a 40ft pole (Ugly, overweight, even trans-gendered if you can believe that) But there was one that caught my eye. Her name was Shantel. HB8 without a doubt. She was fit, had blonde hair, blue eyes and curvy. Skeptical though, I proceeded with caution. We talked for about a week and had her send me some photos. Nothing sexual, just ones that she could prove were her. So I end up asking her if she would like to join me in a movie one night. She agrees and the waiting begins.

Saturday finally arrives, I pull up to her house and get out of the car to prove it's me and she gets in and we are off. Immediate shit test from the fucking start. "Nice car, is this the 2015 version?" "No" I reply "2014, only had 3000 miles on it." (I drive a Dodge Challenger if you are curious) "Oh, would be nice if you got the 2015" This fucking bitch right? So I reply "Well next time I'm going out car shopping how about you give me an extra 6 grand and I'll be sure to do that for you." Gives me the stink eye immediately and just look right back at her with a smirk on my face. We talk for little bit about her and her family, shit like that. I've got to floor it because we are merging onto the highway. After I slow down when were on she says "Could be louder" Another shit test, seriously? Annoyed I reply "OK, well you see that Mustang in front of us? How about I stop in front of him, you get out and ride with him? He has the V8 which is obviously louder than my V6. Sound good?" She ignores me and turns up the music.

Now, I can't stand this generations definition of music. I got my iPod on one of my favorite classic bands, The Doors. She can't fucking stand them. She goes for my iPod and is about to unhook it. I grab it away from her and ask "what are you doing?" She says she can't stand my music and wants to put on that "watch me whip and nae nae" shit. I say "We're not listening to that garbage" and put the iPod back down. I can feel the tension but I honestly don't give a shit. My car, my music. We get to the theater and do I pay for her ticket? As a gentlemen yes, I asked her to come so I will pay her way in, It's just how I'm raised. I buy some popcorn and a large drink because, well, you're at the movies and I'm not sitting through 2 hours parched. Immediately, she asks if I would buy her some candy. I say "No, I've already spent 12 bucks on food and I'm not wasting anymore but you can buy some yourself" (Let me tell you something, this girl has never been told no to) She gives me those puppy dog eyes. I smirk and say "Not falling for that" and motion her to come along. Shocked, she stares at me and slowly walks over to me. We get our seats and watch the movie.

Now, I don't make a move (holding hands, arm around the shoulder deal etc) It's my first date in a long time and I'm not gonna lie, I'm a bit nervous but I keep my composure. The movie ends and we walk back to the car, discussing the movie. We have a good bit of dialog on the way back to her house. Then another shit test. "I wish you would have bought me dinner at least, a lot of guys do that on their first date" I laugh and say "Well, you're on POF and I'm sure you can find yourself a guy that will do that" She just looks at me in this confused state, like I'm an alien from outer space. It's obvious that she's had plenty of Orbiters around her doing this cliché crap, but not me. She's silent for the rest of the car ride home. We pull up and asks if I'm going to walk her up to her door. I say "I can't and have to get home cause my dog needed to be walked and fed but you have a good night" She get's out again with this confused look. I pull out of her driveway and head on home.

Slept in the next day and awoke to 2 new text messages from who? You guessed it, Shantel. "Hey, are you up yet?" and "When are we going to meet up again?" I'm still not sure what to do with this chick from all her arrogant shit testing from the night but I guess we will see.

Conclusion

Don't be an arrogant prick but be assertive and speak your mind without fear of what she'll think of you. Women like Orbiters but they can't handle themselves around a real man.