Sadly, mine isn’t particularly horrible, only moderately embarrassing. At least it was when I was eighteen!
First date with my future husband and we went back to his place after the movie. He made coffee and we stayed up talking. Yes, talking!! I swear it’s true. And then at some point his mother comes into the kitchen (he was still living at home) and asks if I’m Jackie and that my mother was on the phone. It was 4am! And my mother had somehow found out his phone number and rung in the middle of the night because I hadn’t come home yet and she was worried.
I don’t know what was more embarassing: the fact that my mother was checking up on me and waking his parents up in the middle of the night with a phone call, or the fact that all we were doing was talking! 🙂
Anyone got any other dating horror stories to share? I’m giving away a $10 giftcard to one lucky commenter and a free copy of either Talking Dirty with the CEO or Talking Dirty with the Player.