#8 Worst Date

I used to work with this guy who thought he was much smarter than he really was. His name was Nick, and he worked in a neighboring area of the same store. Nick liked women of all types, and was especially fond of those who already had boyfriends. I think that he was so competitive that if he went for a girl who was already attached he felt like he could win her over, and that would stroke his ego on a whole other level. Unfortunately for Nick, I am the perceptive type. I had watched him for a while as he preceded to hit on nearly every young associate at the store. My friend in another department and I would actually tag team him to see how far he would go. When he would call her to see if she would meet him that night she would turn him down. Afterwards she would text message me her excuse. When Nick called me I would give him the very same excuse. He never noticed (Nick was not the brightest crayon in the box...). The two of us would also drop each others names into the conversation so we could watch Nick pretend not to know the other girl. He liked to narrow his eyes and think really hard before being able to recall that he knew either of us. It was especially amusing when one night I actually met Nick for a drink. I had recently broken up with my boyfriend, and was bored enough to agree to go out with him. The entire night Nick talked about himself. He explained his plans to become the greatest trader at the stock exchange, his plan to become rich and retire before 35, and how he was exceptional at soccer. When Nick finally stopped talking he tried to push me into being physical with him. I pushed him away, and he became angry. I confronted him about all the other girls he had gone on dates with, or was trying to take out. He denied everything including the things I knew were true. I went home after telling him how ridiculous I thought he was. I told him that he was a complete moron for thinking I wouldn't notice his behavior considering I work right next to him. I hoped that he would never call me again. He was listed in my phone as "skirtchaser" as of that night. Ironically, my anger must have intrigued him because Nick never seemed to leave me alone after that. I was getting text messages and calls for months afterwards, and even now (over 2 years later) I will still get a wayward text message every 6 months or so. What a stalker! I used to think if I responded to him and told him to leave me alone that he would go away, but after a few failed attempts I have just learned to ignore him completely. Nick definitely wins the award for the most long-term repercussions of all my worst dates.