He started with drug themed so I will go drug themed 

Guy was a talent agent at a Hollywood agency, lived in LA but was in NYC a lot 

Dragged me up to his hotel room (which in retrospect was a horrible sign)

he explained to me he loved smoking weed and *had* to do it with a bong. No other delivery device acceptable 

I sat there in this room in my winter parka, because all the windows were open in the dead of winter, watching him take bong rips 

He then proceeded to further educate me on his bong process. Every time he flew out of NYC he would hide the bong and drop a pin on the map. He had a hidden bong treasure map. 

He never returned for them always bringing a fresh bong from LA every time but for some reason recorded their locations 

Insane person never spoke to him again after I got out of that room. And no I did not hit his bong

Since we are doing worse date stories, here is mine.

In my first year of uni I’m swiping on the apps and I match with this guy. He’s pretty good looking, works at Apple, checks off all the boxes. We agree on sushi for the first date, which he picks.

He shows up for the date and he’s in sweatpants. I don’t expect a suit or a tux, but.. anyways, I get into the car, we drive to sushi. It’s closed so we drive past it and I panic that I’m getting kidnapped.

We end up at a plaza near by and eat some Chinese food, where he decides to call me spoiled three times. Then the bill comes and his card declines three times, at which point I offer to pay despite his pleas of “i just need to transfer money into my chequing account”! I end up paying. 

I should’ve ended the date, but I was a horny 18 year old. I decide to go back to his place, where it’s kind of a dump. He didn’t even make his bed and it was those ugly blue sheets with one pillow 1/2

Since we are doing worse date stories, here is mine.

In my first year of uni I’m swiping on the apps and I match with this guy. He’s pretty good looking, works at Apple, checks off all the boxes. We agree on sushi for the first date, which he picks.

He shows up for the date and he’s in sweatpants. I don’t expect a suit or a tux, but.. anyways, I get into the car, we drive to sushi. It’s closed so we drive past it and I panic that I’m getting kidnapped.

We end up at a plaza near by and eat some Chinese food, where he decides to call me spoiled three times. Then the bill comes and his card declines three times, at which point I offer to pay despite his pleas of “i just need to transfer money into my chequing account”! I end up paying. 

I should’ve ended the date, but I was a horny 18 year old. I decide to go back to his place, where it’s kind of a dump. He didn’t even make his bed and it was those ugly blue sheets with one pillow 1/2

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