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Never has it flashed my pretty little mind that an online dating would go any different than the fairy tales I see in movies.
Everything about my date was wrong.
No, it wasn't on tinder or any other dating app. It was on a social media. We bonded in the comment session, then took our friendship to the *private messages.*
He was quiet interesting and chatty. I never got bored chatting him, so I looked forward to our chats. Finally, I agreed on date. *( I can hear my soul cursing out this day).*
I made every effort to impress. I discarded almost all dresses saying they weren't proper enough. I went on shopping spree...
*(Looks like someone is really looking forward to this.)*
Oh yea , I was.
On my faithful well planned out day.
I passed the address to my uber guy.
He knows the place. And off we drove to our destination.
I was standing out side the shiny entrance, with a huge signboard *the jelly's place* boldly written on it.
Also, it's a bar
I wasn't expecting that. Well, maybe people now had dates in a bar, I have never been to one. At, that moment I felt over dressed.
My date was walking towards me, he recognized me in an instant.
*(Eyes twinkling,huge grins, we hugged)*
Mike : Hello Sandra .
Me : Hi.
Mike : Let's go in, I got us a corner booth.
*(Ooh corner booth, I guess we still get our privacy then, I thought)*
On getting to our so called seat, it wasn't just a corner booth, it was a corner booth filled with his friends, half of whom were drunk. The other half ogling at me or the dress.
*(Mike does a quick introduction and in a minute we were seated.)*
I don't remember being asked what I wanted but I was shoved a beer.
My date went on having a nice gist with his friends, giving me a smile every now and then.
Some of his friends took our their cigarettes to have some drags. The smoke tingles my throat, I couldn't breathe freely and after 30 minutes of being ignored and having to endure the smoke ... My date finally spoke..
Mike: I hope you aren't affected by the cigarette *(still giving me his debonair smile)*
I smiled and replied, No.
I added that I was leaving, because I had a thing in the morning.
His countenance changed.
Now? but the party is just starting, he said.
*(Party, I came for date not a party, I thought)*
I stood up and said my goodbyes to the friends. Even though, I didn't get a reply. They were so engrossed in their discussion.
Mike walked me out, he was silent.
He hailed me a cab and said goodnight.
This time no smile.
*(Why the fuck is this little shit mad, I should be the angry one)*
I got home half mad ,half glad that I was home.
I decided to send him a message, about how rude and inconsiderate the whole situation was. Instead, I saw a message from him.
*( guess he realized how wrong he was and decided to apologise)*
Not an apology.
The message reads:
'You need to work on your manners, you don't walk out on a date like that'. Goodbye.
He blocked me. Did the same on social media.
I remember laughing to bed that night, if someone had heard me, they would have thought I was a psychiatric patient.
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