Chapter 3 Blind Dates II

"Okay, off you go."Michelle says as we arrive the restaurant.

Michelle and Amber had planned to follow me to the blind dates but they'll be in the car watching and waiting just in case anything goes wrong.

How nice of them.

"Don't forget to be nice." Amber says.

"I'll try." I say, stepping out of the car.

In the restaurant......

"Hi, are you by chance, Erin?" I ask a black haired guy sitting alone. I sighted him immediately I entered the restaurant.

"Yeah, who are you?" He asks.

"Umm....I'm Mia. I thought you should know that already." I say.

"Ohh, you're the Mia, my date." He says as if he was expecting someone else.

"Yeah, any problem?" I ask, taking a seat across.

"No, not really"

Not really?

What does he mean by not really?

"Is it a no or not really? You should answer one of them." I say.

"No...well...I was sort of hoping to see a white girl but since you're already here I can manage."He says.

Ohh, he's racist.

Did he just say manage?

Manage?!!!!

Wow, I'm now someone to be managed.

"Pardon?" I ask.

"I'm only attracted to white girls. I don't like black girls." He says.

"Therefore, I'll be managed?" I ask rhetorically.

"Yeah, you're lucky that I'm still sitting here with you. I normally walk out on girls that are not white." He says arrogantly.

"Well I guess I'll be the one walking out on you this time, excuse me." I say as I stand and start making my way to the door.

"Hey....." He calls out but too late, I'm already out.

"Why are you back here already?" Michelle asks as I enter the car.

"The date is over." I say.

"How's that even possible, it's been barely seven minutes?" Amber says.

"The dude's racist as fuck and he made a really offensive statement." I say.

And I just used the f-word.

Great!

"What did he say?" Michelle asks.

"Well, he said that he's only attracted to white girls and that he could manage me since I already arrived...."

"Okay, say no more, let's go home." Amber says as she starts the car.

"Are you being serious?" Michelle asks.

"Yeah" I say.

"That dude must be out of his darn mind." Michelle says.

"That he could manage me, manage me?!" I say furiously.

"It's okay, babe. Tomorrow maybe better." Amber says.

"Right, tomorrow." I say looking out the window.

Next day......

"So we're really rich. We own like 3 estates." Jim says.

Guys, I introduce you to Jim, my third date who has done nothing but boast about his "things".

"There are people that own more than that." I say.

"Ohh....yeah........my dad works in one of the biggest hospitals in San Francisco." He says.

"He's not the only one that works there, is he?" I ask.

"No, but he's one of the best doctors there. Do you know the amount of money he's paid there?" Jim says.

"He works under someone, right?" I ask.

"Yeah, but his rank........"

I cut him off.

"Then don't sound like he owns the hospital."I say.

"Oh......oo...ok" He stutters.

Few minutes later.......

"My mom......."

"Enough with talking about your parents' achievements, let's talk about yourself, where do you work?" I ask.

"Huh?"

"Where...do...you...work?" I ask slowly just in case he didn't hear me.

"Where I work....umm.....well.....I'm really smart, I'm like the smartest in my family." Jim says.

This dude is jobless and terrible at changing topics.

"Oh....really. If you're that smart then you should've known a better way to change the topic." I say.

"What topic did I chan......"

"How old are you, Jim?" I ask.

"I'm 29" He answers.

"Where do you live?" I ask.

"Umm.....I....I.....live at a really large apartment just an hour drive from here. The apartment is an expensive one but money is never a problem for us you know. My dad takes care of the bills."

Why does he keep saying things I didn't ask him?

I only asked where he lives and he's telling me how large and expensive it is.

God!! I'm fed up.

"So your dad pays your rent at 29?" I ask.

"Yeah, he's that rich."

"And you're proud of it?"

"Yes, of course. Speaking of riches, do you know how much my clothes costs......."

Oh, here we go again.

Dude! celebrities wear clothes hundred times more expensive than your damn clothes, even non-celebrities.

People who are as boastful as him tend to be useless.

Why am I still sitting here?

I should just go.

".......hellooo" He says, interrupting my thoughts.

"Did you say you're really smart?" I ask.

"Yeah, really smart. I was one of the best students in college then. I was envied a lot those days."

"Was it only in college that you were one of the best?" I ask.

"Yeah but I......."

"Did you come out with a first class honor?" I ask.

"Umm..errr....second class......"

"Upper or Lower" I ask.

"Huh?"

"You heard my question pretty well."

"Oh...well.....I...umm"

Pretty sure it's Lower.

If Upper, he would've answered immediately instead of stammering.

He's pretty easy to learn.

"Are you stammering now?" I ask rhetorically.

"No...umm....I'm pretty sure it's Upper." He says before sipping his drink.

Man, you're a terrible liar.

"Oh"

"Lemme tell you about my high school days. So when I was in high school, I was every girl's dream, I'm still every girl's dream because of my good looks." He says.

I almost choke on my drink.

Does this dude wanna kill me?

I don't like telling people that they're ugly so that they don't feel insecure and it's kinda bitchy to say that.

Everyone is beautiful in their unique ways but I must say, this dude's ugly as hell. His physique is not even as good as he claims it is.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

"Yeah" I answer.

Of course I'm not okay.

"Okay....so as I was saying, I was like the hottest guy and most popular then. I was even nominated for prom king but I didn't win cause the result was announced in favor of the principal as his son was also nominated." He says.

"Or maybe you're not just a prom king material." I bluntly say.

"What?" He questions.

"You heard me." I say.

"Ohh.....well....I received lots of love letters then. Can you believe that I turned down like fifteen girls? Some girls even worshipped me." He says.

Ok, we're done here.

I should really get going.

"I'm gonna stop you right there." I say.

"Why....the story is just about to get more interesting." He says.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, but you can as well tell me your story if you find mine boring."

"Oh..my story?" I ask.

"Yeah, of course, tell me your story."

"There's nothing to know about me except that I've turned down total of forty-nine guys....no fifty actually cause we're done here." I say as I stand up to leave.

"Hey, wait......"

"Sir, your card was declined."

I hear one of the workers in the restaurant say to Jim.

"What do you mean by declined?" He asks.

"I mean declined." The worker says.

"What the hell are you talking about? Fine, check this one." He says giving the worker another credit card.

"Insufficient fund, sir." The worker says.

I almost burst into laughter.

"Oh, no. This can't be possible....."

"Here, take mine." I cut in, handing my credit card to the worker.

"Thanks, Mia." The worker says.

Yeah, she knows me and I know her too. I work here, remember?

"You're welcome, Suzie." I say as I collect my credit card back from her.

I leave the restaurant without looking at Jim.

"Dad, come on. I promised that I'll get a job soon. Cutting off my credit card was pretty extreme." Jim says to someone over his phone, his dad.

He came out of the restaurant after I left.

"So, you met a broke ass guy, today." Amber says from the back seat of the car. The three of us are in the car listening to Jim's conversation with his father.

"A boastful jobless broke ass lying nincompoop." I say with so much irritation.

"Whoa!!! Is he that bad?" Michelle asks.

"He is that bad. I'll give you guys the full story when we get home so let's get outta here." I say.

Michelle starts driving us away from the restaurant.

Day 4......

"You're just my type but you should loosen those braids. I'll date you with your curls." James says.

My fourth date.

"Sorry?"

"I like my girl natural. Speaking of natural, you should do something about your make up too." He says.

This one will like to be worshipped.

Nope, I'm done here.

"Too bad I can't reach your demands. See ya." I stand and start making my way to the door.

"Get back here! Is this how you walk out on your partner, how rude!!"

I hear him say as I'm about to open the door and leave but I'm not moved at all.

He said partner.

Hmph....partner my foot.

This one is definitely gonna be a "partner" beater.

Day 5.....

I am standing by the roadside waiting for my fifth date as I was told by my friends that the guy wants to take me somewhere else. I suddenly feel someone hit my backside.

"Hello, beautiful......."

I give the person a punch....you know....as self defense.

I've had some self defense classes.

Just in case......

"Shit!! What the hell!!!!" The person yells in pain.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"I'm Ben, aren't you supposed to be Mia?" He asks.

"Yes, I am Mia."

"What's going on?" I hear Michelle running towards my direction with Amber.

"You didn't tell me that the date you setup for me is a martial arts psycho!" Ben says to Michelle.

Did this ass spanking idiot just call me a martial arts psycho?

Leave out the martial arts but the psycho is really getting me.

"What did you just call me?" I ask.

"A martial arts psycho" He says.

"Who the hell spanks the ass of his blind date, you ass spanking psycho."

I ask.

"It's just a greeting."

"Well, I've just returned the greeting pretty well. I'm outta here." I say turning to Michelle and Amber.

"What? So soon?" Michelle says.

"Yeah, so soon."

"Shouldn't you at least apologize to me before abruptly leaving?" Ben asks.

"Oh yeah, I should really apologize." I say and I act like I'm about to punch him again.

"Hey! Mia, let's just go home." Amber says dragging me.

"Nope, I haven't apologized to the ass spanker." I say.

"Amber, please take Mia to the car before she really apologizes to this young man." Michelle says and Amber agrees and starts taking me to the car.

"Is this the bitch you recommended to be my date......"

"Did you just call me a bitch? God, you guys should let me kick some sense into this dude." I say as I turn back after hearing the guy call me a bitch.

"You should really be grateful that she didn't hit you somewhere else. Come girls, let's go." Michelle says.

Amber suddenly leaves my arm and turns back to the guy. She walks toward him and gives him a slap.

"Ouch!! What the hell!!!" Ben yells in pain.

"That's for calling my friend a bitch." She says.

"That's my girl!" Michelle and I yell at the same time.

"You guys are real psychos!!!!" Ben yells and Michelle raises her middle finger at him.

Day 6......

"You're quite too slim for me. I like my girls thick......."

Guys, my sixth date. Steve, the guy who looks bad but wants things that look good.

".......you do have the curves but you're lacking b......."

"We're done here" I say as I stand.

I leave the restaurant.

Day 7.....

"So there's this guy........excuse me..... hello, over here please." Oliver says to a female worker.

Oliver, my seventh date.

I notice the way he stares at every female that passes by. It's as if he flirts with his eyes. Literally eye-raping any female worker that comes to serve us.

He's a flirt, pervert and definitely a player.

We went to a different restaurant this time.

I see the way he touches the hand of the female worker he called.

Like the way Park-Jae-eon touches the hand of other females in the Korean Netflix series"Nevertheless"

One of my favorite Korean series.

I stand up and leave the restaurant even before the dude turned away from the worker. I watch through the glass door as he starts looking around for me after I left the restaurant.

He didn't even notice when I left.

"What happened?" Amber asks as I got into the car.

"Pervert" I say beckoning on Michelle to drive us away.

Day 8.......

"As I was saying......." Nathan says as his phone rings, interrupting him.

He has answered like five phone calls from the same person or people I suspect.

"Lindsey, give your brother back his toy......Franky, stop pulling at Ella's hair.....put Charity on phone, Linda." Nathan says looking disturbed.

He's disturbed.

"Charity, please can you get the kids to sleep? I'm trying to focus on something here." He says, hanging up the call.

"So.....I'm sorry about the whole distraction, but I must get to the point now. Will you marry me, please?" Nathan asks.

What in the name of the good Lord is he talking about?

Marriage?!!!!!

"I'm sorry, say what?" I ask.

"I'm looking for a wife so I thought I'd find one through one or more blind dates. My wife abandoned me and her five kids........"

"Wait, stop right there. Your wife abandoned you with five kids, therefore you're looking for another wife to help you with the five kids your ex-wife left you with." I say.

"Yeah, please marry me and be a mother to the kids."

Dude I'm only 19 and I'm not looking for a husband neither am I looking for a babysitting job.

"Get your kids a nanny."

"Charity is their nanny but those kids are really difficult to handle. She needs an assistant but what I think is needed is a wife."

"Dude, you've got the wrong person. Didn't the person that set you up for this date tell you who you're meeting?" I ask.

"Yes......"

"In case you don't remember, I'm a 19 year old college student, sophomore precisely. So you've got the wrong person. See ya." I say, standing up to walk out as usual.

God! This is nightmare.

Day 9.....

I walk out

Day 10.....

I walk out

Day 11......

Ohh.....I walk out

Day 12......

Shit!! I walk out........

Day 13&14.......

I walk out and I walk out.

This is worse than I expected.

I still have five days.

Five more freaking days!!!!!!

Day 15.....

"And he was like "she's......."

Meet Eric, my fifteenth date. Unlike others I've met, he's really fun. He's a cool guy.

Surprisingly, our date has lasted like an hour and some minutes. I really enjoy having a conversation with him.

I think I may have found the one!

"That's really funny. How are you so good at telling jokes?" I ask not really expecting any serious answer.

"It's kinda my thing. I'm happy you find me funny." Eric says.

"I'm happy you're funny." I say with a smile.

Just few minutes later, I hear a female voice shout "Eric!!" from beside me. I feel a hand slap my cheek so hard before I could turn to see where the voice came from.

"Maggie!!! What the hell?!!" Eric asks.

"Is this the bitch you ditched me for?" Maggie asks furiously.

"Who the heck are you and why did you slap me?"I ask clutching my cheek.

"Are you bitch seriously asking me that question? You....." Maggie says as she tries to slap me again but Eric holds her hand.

I suddenly feel two hands grip me up from my seat.

"Are you okay?" I hear Michelle's voice ask.

"Are you alright, Mia? What's wrong with you Maggie? I told you I'm done with you." Eric says.

"Dude, who's this bitch?" Amber asks furiously.

"Who did you call bitch?" Maggie says.

"I called you a bitch......"

"And that's what you're" Michelle adds.

"Mia, I'm really sor......" Eric says as he tries to touch my hand.

"Don't you dare touch me." I say in angry tone.

"Please, lemme explain....."

"Didn't you hear her say you shouldn't touch her....." Michelle says.

"I'll get you some ice....." Amber says.

"No....take me home. I wanna go home right now." I say.

"Okay" Amber says.

I look at the Maggie and Eric in disgust and say "You better get your psycho woman under control before she meets the wrong date that will break those hands of hers." I turn towards the door.

"Me? A psycho? I need to teach this bitch a lesson."

"And I'm definitely the first person to do that." I hear Michelle say. I turn back to see Michelle squeezing Maggie's hand.

"Aaaahhh....let go of me, please!" Maggie pleads.

"Come on, Michelle. Just leave the psycho and let's go home." Amber says.

"Fine, be careful who you mess with." Michelle says releasing Maggie.

"Mia, wait please....." Eric says as we are leaving but we act like we didn't hear.

I'm never going on any date again.