200 Dates
One Man, 200
dates, 365 days
The dos,
don’ts, and embarrassing stories from a year of serial dating
Just
about everyone has had a disaster date and hearing about one is like driving by
a car wreck; you simply can’t help but take a look. The awkward pauses and
general discomfort of a first date strikes a universal chord that resonates
with just about everyone. Who hasn’t been on a date and had his mind racing
with questions like, when is this date going to end or how can I get out of
here? I thought that was all behind me, but after ending a four year
relationship I was reintroduced to the dating world. My first dates didn’t quite
go the way I envisioned, but they are the inspiration for the 200 dates
challenge.
After failing miserably, I wanted to see if I could become a better dater. That is when I came up with the 200 date challenge. I decided to go on 200 dates in a year and challenge myself to completely understand every aspect of dating. It was the craziest year of my life and after going on 200 dates, I have compiled all the tips and hilarious stories from these dates. The book covers every aspect of dating through fantastic real life dating adventures. These stories are sure to make you laugh and are perfect for everyone, man or woman, singled or married. I am sure you will enjoy reading about how crazy people are when it comes to dating.
I am so excited to be able to share with you 200 Dates, but I need your help to get the book into production. Your help will enable the project to move forward to so we can ensure the book is professionally published.
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I have a sample date below
The Talker
I met up with this girl for
drinks at a sushi bar in Scottsdale. It was our first date and the
woman was completely mesmerizing, not by her beauty, but by her verbal skills.
She talked nonstop for over an hour. Seriously! No breaks or distinct pauses,
just a constant stream of noise. I didn’t say a word other than ordering a
drink and grunting a few times. This was pure torture and yet, I was strangely
amazed that someone could carry on for such a long period of time.
I wanted to say something, but I
couldn’t find a pause to break in to the conversation. After an hour of hearing
about the new Mercedes she wants to buy and her daddy’s company where she works
and doesn’t get any respect, I finally made eye contacted with the waitress and
called her over with a look of desperation. The waitress walked over and said,
“I hate to interrupt what looks like an intense conversation, but I wanted to
know if you wanted anything else before I leave.” I said, “We are set, can I
just grab the check.” The waitress and I looked at each other and smirked. This
didn’t go unnoticed by my date, who angrily said, “I can’t believe you are
flirting right in the middle of our date.” She was clearly upset and told me,
“I have no time for people who play games.” I had a completely reactionary
response, so without thinking I blurted out, “Well, you’d have more time if you
stopped talking so much.” That did it, a switch flipped in her head and I could
see the rage in her eyes. Her face wrinkled like a prune and I knew it was
going to get ugly. She grabbed the glass of water and gave what had to be the
worst attempt in the history of throwing a drink in someone’s face. Not only
did every drop of water miss me, but the glass also slipped out of her hand and
was launched into the side of a fish tank. I stared at her in complete
disbelief as she ran out of the bar muttering to herself. I couldn’t help but
think, “She’s still talking, unbelievable!”