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My Worst Date

The Girl Who Sang

I once met a women who I thought was the most prettiest girl on planet earth. She was tall and had long pretty hair. I was with a pal of mine when I met her and he too thought she was the one for me. I didn't even know what to say when I met her, I can't even remember what I said to her, but she gave me her number, so I must have said something right.

I called her and asked her out on a date, she said yes and we decided to catch a movie. On our way to the movie, I asked her what were her ambitions in life, she told me she wanted to be a singer. I thought that was cool since I loved music. I asked her had she ever been to a recording studio and she said no. Once we got to the movies she asked me if I would like to hear her sing, I told her I would love to hear her sing after we watch the movie, she could sing me a song. I didn't know those words would come back to haunt me.

During the movie, she kept whispering in my ear about how much she loved to sing. She kept going on and on about when she was little her mom paid for her singing lessons. I didn't even get to watch the movie because she kept whispering in my ear.

On the way home, she was still talking about how much she loved to sing. She told me once we got back to my place, she was going to sing for me. I thought that once she sang to me, she would stop talking about it. We got back to my place and I couldn't even get half way in the door before she started singing. She sang really loud and since I live in an apartment I hoped my neighbors didn't hear her.

Things got worse. She sang all night long and I was getting sleepy because I had a long day at work. She wouldn't stop, in fact, the longer the night went, the more she got into her singing and the louder she got. I made up an excuse for her to leave by saying my parents were coming into town the next day, and I had to get some rest so I could enjoy their company. She agreed to leave and I never called her back.

T.P., New Jersey

 

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