Ghost Cat

Date 4/10/11

We will call the first guy “Ghost Cat”.  “Ghost Cat” and I met online and went on a “blind date”. He seemed normal and nice enough. Our second date was way more interesting.

Upon arrival to "Ghost Cat's" home for our second date, I entered a house that smelled of feline urine. He owned no cats. He claimed to have cleaned the house. It was disgusting. I can’t imagine what it normally looked like. He made dinner; I brought a 6pk of my favorite beer, as a host present. As it turned out he had nothing to offer me to drink except milk. Milk and chicken parm, yum. When asking me if I would like some milk, he called me “Rachel”… this is not my name.  Did I mention he served dinner at the coffee table and used a foot massager while we sat at said table? He invited me over this night for dinner and a movie. After he said the wrong name, I thought “simple mistake, right?” So, I suggested starting a movie.  He then proceeded to inform me that all of his movies and big screen TV were in his bedroom.  Classy. I have never used a girlfriend in crisis to get out of a bad date… until this particular evening. On my way out the door, as a cherry on top to a sundae of an evening, he tried to sell me a set of luggage…