#9 Worst Date

I was supposed to meet Jerry at his place in the city. I arrived about 5 minutes early, which I didn't expect (since when is the highway empty at 8pm going towards downtown?). When I called him he said he would be down in a few minutes. 45 minutes later, he actually showed up. I was at the point where I would have turned around and gone him in another minute. I was pissed. He had me waiting in my car for nearly an hour! What made things worse is Jerry didn't seem to think that this was a problem, which just made me more annoyed at him (I expect people to take responsibility for their own screw ups). After a few minutes, Jerry finally apologized, and I had simmered down a bit. We went to the first bar and met up with a bunch of his friends. They were all very sociable people, and I really started to enjoy himself. Jerry's roommate, however, kept trying to hit on me (and not in a subtle way either). It was rather awkward considering his date was there and I was on a date with his roommate. Otherwise, though, things were going well. We moved on to the second bar, started both drinking and flirting harder. I was really getting to like Jerry. I forgave him from his rough start, and we were getting along nicely. Unfortunately we decided to do a shot of tequila. After that it was all downhill. Jerry, apparently, gets very pessimistic when drinking tequila. We left the bar and went back to one of his friends' apartments to make midnight pizza. The tequila hit his system right about the time we got through the front door. His roommate's advances also hit him. Before I knew what hit me I had Jerry in my ear asking me repeatedly, "do you think I'm an as*hole?" He got very angry when I finally answered yes (I always answer yes to those type of questions). The onslaught of insults that came after that remains blurry. I just wanted to run away. On my way home Jerry called at least 10 times but I would not pick up. I did not want to hear any more out of Jerry. Needless to say, he was persistent. After a few days I gave in. I refused to see him before he left town, but once he had left the distance made me feel safe in re-establishing contact (if he really annoyed me again, all I would have to do is hang up the phone). Either way, the first date definitely goes down in the books as one of the worst.