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Jenn Price does not proclaim to be an expert on dating…but her years of practice (and willingness to share stories) will certainly get people talking. Join in the dialogue each week as Jenn tackles matters of the heart.
Every now and then, I take a trip down memory lane and look back on my decade(s) of dating experiences. I laugh to myself and take pride in the fact that I’ve put myself out there and taken some risks in the name of learning more about myself. Every encounter (pleasurable or painful) has shaped me into the woman I am today.
After the recent G20 Summit in Toronto, this memoir is quite apropos. Many years ago, I was enamored with a guy who was a real-life bodyguard. (You might recall a 1992 blockbuster movie with that title, which I’m sure had a little something to do with the appeal.) Maybe it was the wire in his ear, his big strong presence or the way he was relied upon to serve and protect his subject. (No doubt his broad shoulders, chiseled jaw and air of mystery helped.)
We had a flirtation that started in my late teens and carried on over a span of four years. My face would flush, my tummy would flip and my throat would quiver. Finally, he asked for my number, and with excitement I obliged. He called me soon after and arranged a date.
I had fantasized about what our first date would be like. To my disappointment, he asked me to come over to his place for dinner and a DVD. He salvaged the plan by saying he wanted to make me dinner and asked if I liked salmon. To me, it was a nice touch since I was in my early university years and missed home-cooked meals.
Feeling nervous as I arrived, I was greeted by a guy in a ratty old sweat-stained T-shirt and plaid flannel boxer shorts. It got even better. On the kitchen counter were cans of salmon, saltine crackers and eggs. My thoughts must have shown on my face as he explained to me that being on the road all the time, he only buys food with a long shelf-life, so he was making us salmon patties. (He might as well have served me SPAM and saved his knuckles from getting fishy.)
I didn’t make it to the DVD. I could tell he was looking for something I wasn’t prepared to offer. My experience with The Bodyguard was a box-office flop (pun intended).
What’s your most disappointing date story?