Showing posts with label talking about exes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label talking about exes. Show all posts

Thursday, 5 January 2012

Date 18: Sam – The Reluctant Dragon


Who set me up this time?
Sneha
I met Sneha at university. The first night we went out I was really ill. I only went out because I didn’t want to stand up Rahul#1as he had organised the night. I insisted that we all went for pizza instead of going clubbing and Sneha didn’t like that much! Our next night out turned out to be incredibly strange. Have you ever heard of a Homosexual Scottish-Sikh Bhangra night? We hadn’t. But as we found out, it involves Punjabi men in kilts and turbans dancing crazy, kissing and groping lots of white Scottish men. We bonded over this very strange party and started going out regularly. Many wild nights later and we were good friends. Our adventures have gone abroad such as the lesbian fire escape in Prague, South African Mafia in Gambia, Saigon and the wildest of all nights ‘Ladies night in Lan Kwai Fong’. It was after the mental weekend in Lan Kwai Fong that Sneha dared me to go on the blind date marathon. I accepted and she said that she would set me up with a lovely good looking man who is long-term relationship quality.
What did I know about him?
Sam (not actual name) used to work with Sneha. I expected Sam to be a great catch, polite, with a good job and a lovely personality. She gave me no description other than ‘dark hair, tall enough for you to wear heels, dry sense of humour and loves music’. This is literally all I knew about Sam and so I was a bit nervous going to meet him.
First Impressions
 We met at Farringdon station. Sam and I had exchanged text messages. He was always polite, responsive and sounded interested. He decided that he wanted to take me to a pub near his work as he said it had a great atmosphere. He checked with me that he wouldn’t lose marks for just taking me to the pub. I was happy with his less formal choice of venue. It was freezing cold December and I was not in the mood for dressing up anyway. I warned him that I would be wearing my very casual, comfy converse shearlings which thankfully he didn’t judge me for. I arrived at the station, called him and it turned out that he was at a different exit. He did not attempt to walk to me, which is what a more chivalrous man would have done but instead gave me excellent directions to find him. On greeting him I thought that Sam was warm and easy going. It was a decent introduction.
What Happened?
This is gonna be a long one so I’ve added subheadings
Good beginnings
We headed to the pub.
This date began well. Sam was open and easy to talk to. I instantly felt comfortable and interested in him. He asked me about my blog and reassured me that I should be as honest as possible and that he is very ‘thick skinned’. This is good news to me! I like someone who will put themselves in novel situations.
We chatted about my psychology degree. Sam laughingly asked me if my dating marathon was just a psychology experiment. Haha.. I guess he is not so far from the truth. Sam works in sales. It’s a neat job but I must admit that I have my stereotype guard up when I meet salesmen. They are sometimes full of shit. But Sam described himself as a nice, refreshingly honest guy who enjoys the immediate sense of achievement his job gives him. At this point I was pretty impressed with Sneha’s selection.
We ordered food. The only refined thing on the pub menu was steak. It looked quite expensive and I don’t even really enjoy steak so I went for the classic ‘chicken burger’. Sam seemed shocked at my choice. "Youre having a burger?!" he exclaimed. Then there was an awkward pause. On the advice of my friends, both male and female, I have been anticipating that the man pays on a date and I must appreciate his generosity. This is a bit old-fashioned, completely against my usual and maybe even harsh considering the fact that I am seeing multiple men. But I have stuck to this tradition and as a result I am now comfortable with appreciating a guy who treats me. Just as I was about to get my purse out, Sam got up to order for us both at the bar.
During our meal, Sam spoke about his love of music and explained that he wants to be a DJ. He seemed really confident and fun-loving. Sam was right about not being a typical sales person. He didn’t sell himself on this date at all. This was nice in some ways. I am not looking for a bragger. But on the other hand he almost talked himself down. Sam revealed a few funny and embarrassing facts. For example as a child he was known as ‘BSE boy’ because his mother would not let him eat beef or gelatine post-BSE crisis. He also has a fear of cats and was attacked by one once (nooo lagerblush loves cats). Animal attacks also came from a screaming, squeaking squirrel that ran up his leg. After this point I believed that Sam was no macho man but he was very funny.
Mothers and Exes
Early on in the date, as a reference to my psychology degree Sam asked me if any of my dates have made terrible mistakes like talking too much about their mother. No they haven’t but several have talked too much about their exes I told him! To be honest I did prompt the conversations but it is an incredible irony that later on in the date Sam started talking about ….exes and his mother!
I have to be fair here, because of the whole ‘20 dates blog’ thing, I think that a lot of my dates have not behaved in the way that they normally would on a date. I think many dates have felt pressured to explain their past experiences and views on singledom and dating. It is almost as if some men have viewed our date like an interview on dating. Sam was a prime example of this. He opened up a lot more than I would expect a first date to.
 Sam told me that he has been single for about 4 years. I really hate to be crude but my first thoughts were, “how the hell have you been relieving yourself in the meantime?! You must have had flings?!” Actually four years is not THAT long and I am not quite sure how he was defining a relationship.

Next Sam went on to say that he found his exes too demanding of his time and resources. He explained that he is a really nice generous person but he felt that his girlfriends were too pushy, expected him to pay for things etc… etc. Sam said that he is not a prowler at all. All of his relationships and even flings were not his idea. He just went along with them because the girl put the idea into his head and his resistance gave in! I had to ask, “so you’ve never actually got with a girl it being your idea?!” Reluctantly Sam affirmed this. Somehow this put me off. I like a chase.

Sam said that he normally sees girls as just friends. This is similar to me with men. “In fact”, Sam said. “Right now, I don’t even see this as a date. I just see this as two people meeting up as friends”. O great..! Actually, until this point, I had stupidly thought that the date was going well.

Sam explained that he finds it hard to trust people. I asked him if he trusts even his parents. He explained that he doesn’t even trust his mother!
By this point we were on our third pint. He had bought the first two and I had got the third. I wondered if the beer was making him sentimental. He had wolfed down his dinner but seemed to nurse his pint for a long time. I offered to get a fourth but he declined as he still had 3/4. I gladly got one for myself as I thought it would be good to take the edge off his interesting but intense conversation.
Why should a man pay for a date?
I’m sure Sam didn’t really mean it in this way but the next part of the date felt like an attack. I think he was only being socio-philosophical. But I felt uncomfortable.
Sam said something like this...

Sam: “Why should a man pay for a date? Surely men and women should be equals. Like partners. I’m a generous guy though. I pay for my younger female cousins sometimes. I used to pay for my annoying ex-girlfriends and they were disgusted with me if I ever asked them to contribute.”
I said: “Yea, I definitely agree. All relationships should be equal in give and take. I think that I always give as good as I get in relationships.”
Sam said: “Really? Well what do you give then? Tell me, what do YOU do for a man?”
This point was  interesting but cringe-worthy. I don’t really think that Sam meant to make me feel in the firing line but I did. Maybe it was a guilty conscience but it felt like Sam was really criticising me for expecting him to pay for my pub dinner. I told him that I spent plenty of money on my ex-boyfriend. When he was still in training and I was working full time, I used to pay for his groceries. And when we broke up and he became a successful banker and barrister I didn’t expect anything back. But he did buy me some lovely thank you presents anyway. Also, I regularly pay for younger relatives and friends who are unemployed. Personally, I don’t feel resentful about it. It’s my pleasure and I don't think I could date a man who feels resentful about treating people. At this point I was a little tipsy and said something along these lines:
Me: “you really think that men are the socially disadvantaged sex? And also what about ...periods?"
Sam: “But you don’t have them that often do you?”
Me: “12 times per year ffs! So just pay the extra £20 and shut up!” 
Dont really know why I said that. Think I was just being facetious and thankfully it worked. At this point Sam laughed and we changed the subject. Phew!
Paying for someone and then complaining about it afterwards is just annoying and makes you come across as sour.
I don’t want a girlfriend
We continued the in-depth discussion on why Sam doesn’t like formal dating. He said that he finds the set up superficial. Sam also believes that he doesn’t want to be in a relationship. Sam says that he is happy and content being single so why would he change that? I told Sam that I think it is great that he doesn’t feel the need for a partner. Needy people are a real turn off. If he had said that he doesn't want a girlfriend because he prefers playing around I would have been able to understand more. But personally I think that Sam just feels more 'comfortable' being single then he does 'content'. 
It was time to go home. The date ended well and Sam text me to check that I got back to Hertfordshire OK.
The date started brilliantly. A lot of things about Sam intrigued me. But I believe that I am attracted to men who love women and not just as friends. I like a man to be proactive, not mushy or romantic, but to know exactly what he wants. I thought that Sam was really interesting and kind but his reluctance put him in the friend zone. To be fair, he seemed to put me in there first!

I feel like this is one of my harshest posts. I got Sam to read this post and his words were that his ego has taken a bruise and he didn't mean to come across like that. He said that he can kind of see where I was coming from but some things that he said sound worse out of context. But Sam was actually one of my most interesting dates!
Would I see him again?
Despite the great beginning to our date, I am still thinking that Sam is more friendship material than romance. Especially because he said it himself! 
What have other people said?
One colleague jokingly put it that, “he moaned about paying for a pub meal? Bet he spends that much on jazz mags per week.” Another crassly put it, “sounds like he’s a solo player mate.” And lastly one friend/colleague said, “I think you are over thinking this. Getting with someone simply depends on finding that spark with someone. For some people you can feel a spark every week. For another you can go 4 years without a spark. ” 
Would I recommend him to a friend? 
Yes, but I would recommend he treats her without moaning about it. It’s not a man’s duty to pay or anything but it is sweet when they do.

Date Planning 7
Rapport 8

Monday, 12 September 2011

Date 6.5 Charles - the Rom-Com

In a moment of stupidity, I thought that Charles might like to skip the capital’s pollution and spend some sunshine in the suburbs. The problem with that is that the town I live in is dead and the weather was bad! I like living outside the madness of the city but I found showing Charles (who lives in the glamour of Chelsea) around a deserted town a little lame. Having said that, I really appreciate Charles making the effort to come to me. It’s great when a date does that!
We went for a snack before the film started. We discussed celebrity spotting and London clubbing. When I was a student, my friends and I partied at many Mayfair and Soho clubs and saw many minor to well-known celebs. I am not much of a celebrity fanatic but they are still fun to spot! Charles agreed and as a frequenter of famous bars such as Mahiki and Wisky as well as lesser known exclusive venues and he enjoys celeb spotting. Charles is a big fan of popular music and has work experience in this industry. He also lives in the same building as x factor star Matt Cardle.

Charles is very accommodating. Perhaps a little too accommodating. He asks you where you want to sit and is very attentive. This is a quality but perhaps he could work on making a few suggestions to avoid coming across as too passive? For instance ‘that table looks nice. Do you want to sit there?’ Rather than ‘where do you want to sit? You decide’. I felt that Charles put me in the driving seat a little too much.

Charles is friendly and chatty with waiting staff. This is one of the things that most impressed me on this date. He was hilarious joking with the waitress at the Mexican restaurant. Charles said that he used to work in a club/bar while he was a student. Without thinking I asked why HE would work in bar. This was a bit of a blunt question- Oops! I worked in bars as a student but I did not expect it from Charles. The truth is that after talking about his schooling, family background, shopping trips with his mother etc it was apparent that Charles was not short of cash. As I tried to dig myself out of a hole Charles explained that although he did not need to work for money, as a youngster he wanted to earn some keep out of principle. A pretty impressive work ethic he has!
We both enjoyed the film 'Bridesmaids' but Charles expressed slightly more conservative views about it. He thought that the nazi scene on the plane was a little too ‘out there’ while I thought it was hilarious. I think this pointed to a difference in our characters. He is urbane and I am a tom-boy. I actually think that Charles is too in touch with his feminine side for me!

Charles talked about a subject that is taboo for an early date.... exes! He mentioned that as someone who came from an all-boys school, he was shy around girls and described himself as someone who was a bit late to start with women. This type of honesty is slightly endearing but I would suggest you wait till later than date 1.5 to share it. Also, he asked me about my relationship history. I really didn’t know what to say. I don’t want to talk about exes. They’re over. To be honest I feel like I’ve wiped the slate clean. I hate having to explain this!



Towards the end of the evening, while we were waiting for the rain to stop so I could walk him back to the station, Charles explained that he had had an invite to the F1 party that evening. O dear. I had brought him to my naff home town when he could have been partying with the pussy cat dolls.

Would I go out with him again?
Well you might have noticed that Charles and I have very different personalities. I guess we’re not compatible. However, I think that if we hung out more we would be pretty good friends. He is one of the most intriguing characters I have ever been introduced to. I can see why Rahul gets along with him. I reckon that if Charles had been at university in London with us then we would have had a lot of laughs. So in conclusion yes I owe him mojitos and I really rate Charles. I would see him again but I think that we are friendship material and nothing more.

What other people have said
He seems nice. Some people seem to think that Charles might be gay. I am not so sure. He's rather in touch with his feminine side but theres nothing wrong with that.

Would I recommend him to a friend?
Yes.

Date Planning 8
Rapport 6

Sunday, 11 September 2011

Date 5 : Darren – a nice man but still into his exes

Who set me up this time
Kumar
A friend from my uni years. Not really sure how Kumar and I became friends as we were studying completely different subjects and were also at different universities in London. Kumar was at Kings.
What do I know about my date
Interestingly my male friends have completely different ideas about what I am looking for in a date. Men tend to say things like ‘he will take care of you’, ‘he is really romantic’, ‘he has a lot of money’,  and ‘he will treat you.’ This might suggest that men think I am looking for a provider. I’m not. In comparison, my female friends are seem to understand my needs more and are likely to say things like ‘he’s really fun’. ‘I think you two will really get along.’
As this date was set up by a man, I assumed that Darren will be a high earner, soft, romantic, and a gentleman who ‘treats’ his date. Perhaps this also reflects the way that guys treat a male friend's female friend as opposed to a female friend's female friend..? I look forward to being treated. But if I were to have a long term partner, I would prefer things to be more 50/50. And for me, the most important thing about a man is how much you enjoy his company not how chivalrous he is.

First impressions
Darren is well-dressed, polite and good looking. He gives me a nice confident greeting and we walk straight to the bar he has a reservation at. Perfect. He’s organised.

What happened?
We went to a Chinese bar in Soho. It was a great choice of location. Soho has a tainted reputation but it still remains my favourite area of London. Similar to London as a whole, Soho is a world of extremes. There are the usual tourist spots vs. the in-the-know side street venues, grungey brothels vs. glitzy celebrity clubs, pubs that are falling apart vs. high class bars. Soho is also home to some of the best restaurants and comedy that London offers.
I would describe the bar we went to as a relaxed, high end cocktail bar that was pretty classy but not intimidating. I discovered that the original venue was based in Hong Kong City which is easily one of my favourite cities in the world. As I was tired from a day at work, and hot and thirsty from the tube, my first drink was a fruit mocktail. This was lovely. I should really start more dates on a mocktail. It is a much healthier way to begin things! Don't worry though I caught up lightweight style.
Darren and I went through the normal small-talk subjects; how we know Kumar, careers, home town, holidays and films. Then we came across a topic of discussion which should not be brought up on a first date... his ex. Of course, many of us have an ex issue. But you need to remember that incredibly few people are interested in hearing about these issues. And the person who least wants to listen to you talk about your sad and difficult breakup is the person you are on a date with. Even if you talk about your ex in a reasonable and calm way, the truth is that if you start talking about your ex, your date will inevitably believe that you are not over them. 
Not only did Darren make the mistake of talking and his ex but he also fell into the trap of quizzing me about mine. Luckily my story is nice and short: I have two ex-boyfriends from long term relationships (4 years each). Both of them are completely over and I am glad they are over. One has disappeared. The other is around and we are not on bad terms but just don’t really talk. Simple. 

He asked me why I was single. I think that this question was meant to be a compliment as it was phrased, ‘You’re attractive, intelligent and kind. I am surprised you’re single. Why are you single?’ but i find this question really awkward. I just mumbled i dunno. I swear that the most happy and independent single person in the world will still feel slightly irritated and defensive at this question. Or is it just me?
Next we went to a little Moroccan restaurant near Regents Street. We had a mixture of spicy vegetarian foods. Luckily a change of scenery led to a change of conversation. We were on comedy. Like me, Darren is a keen fan of Richard Ayoade British actor, writer, comedian, director (sidepoint my mum fancies him). As we tried to get to the bottom of why Garth Merenghi is such a fantastic show, Darren and I managed to build a good rapport and I was enjoying the evening again!
The food was right up my street. We shared a variety of dishes. One note about sharing dishes though, this can be quite intimate. Perhaps it is not the best choice for a blind date? It is actually a better date for the first date that you have sex. Isn't sharing food with a date a bit like foreplay. Or perhaps I am being too imaginative and weird here (sorry friends and family). But if you agree then I recommend Ethiopian restaurants with your target. While I was on my date with Darren I somewhat inappropriately decided that Moroccan could be a good second choice for foreplay food.
I don’t want to sound crude but I really could not help but notice that Darren works out. He easily passes the sideways glance test.  
 Towards the end of the evening Darren asked me whether he should prepare for any criticism in my blog. I had to be honest with him so I told him that I didn’t really like talking about his ex. Nor did I like him quizzing me about my relationship history. People prefer not to be defined by their past relationships and it comes across as if you still have feelings for your ex. In crueller terms it is a bit boring.
Darren was gracious in receiving this feedback and his excuse was that he had had a bit of a crushing break up. And he wanted me to know that he is a bit fragile. Being such a conscientious person, I asked him if he was too fragile for me to write a blog entry about him. Luckily he laughed and said he doesn’t mind honest feedback be it face to face or on the internet. Kumar has a good friend here. Hot, sensitive and up for critical feedback. The rest of the date went really well so this all the criticism I have. I quite liked Darren but we both decided that as he was still a bit cut up about his relationship that ended 5 months before our date, he should probably spend a bit of time being single before he starts seeing someone again. Once Darren is over his ex I think he will be a good catch again.

Would I go out with him again?
No

What other people have said
Surely everyone knows that you don't talk about your ex on a first date?

Would I recommend him to a friend?

Maybe in a good few months time!

Date Planning 7
Rapport 6

Sunday, 4 September 2011

Date Number 1: A – full frontal nudity on a first date



Who set me up this time
Kelly
Kelly is one of the nicest people i know. I first met her when I was 'the new girl' starting sixth form. she said that she was shy. Despite the self-confessed shyness she was one of the only people who went out of her way to make me feel really welcome when I started a new school. I instantly really liked her. Since school she has come out of her shell and is very sociable and fun loving. I have met a lot of Kelly’s friends at her birthdays and they are all really lovely people. I expect the man she has chosen will be similar.
What did I know about him
One of the most promising things about A was that through facebook, I unexpectedly discovered that he is good friends with Pooja one of my best friends from uni. Pooja is very out-spoken. She is sweet and kind-hearted but also quite feisty. I thought that if A knows two of my favourite people then we should definitely get along.
First impressions
First exchanges were by text message. A was quite good at this! Flirty, good sense of humour and polite. He said that he wanted to put a lot of effort into arranging a nice date for me. Although it is really not necessary to plan an elaborate first date, it does help ease the pressure when a date is organised and runs smoothly. Unfortunately my high expectations were dashed later on in the date.  
What happened
I forgot to mention that previous to this blind date marathon I had NEVER been on a formal date before. My boyfriends always started off as friends and unexpectedly progressed into romance.  I was actually a bit stressed and nervous about my first ever date. I hate to admit that when I found myself arriving twenty minutes early, I went to a pub to wait and somehow ended up with a double vodka cranberry down my neck. 
As a result of A’s wrong directions I ended up outside London aquarium while he was on the other side of the river. I felt like a complete fool when I had to call him and explain that I was lost. Even more of a fool when he explained that I wasn’t on the correct side of the river and he had to come and get me. We had a drink by the London Eye. Conversation included these things which i considered to be lows: he admitted that he was hung over, he started discussing his weight, he described himself as very materialistic, he talked about his ex, he said that he refuses to use public transport. There were highs too. A took me on the London Eye. This was my first time. It’s a good experience and you get to see a lot. A has a fun sense of humour and he definitely made me chuckle. but he stressed me out by asking me ‘what is your greatest achievement in life?’ (I question which I really have no good answer to), I had to tell him that he was making me feel like I’m in an interview. A responded with a light hearted laugh and thankfully changed the subject.
Sadly there were further troubles ahead. I should have mentioned that earlier in the day, while playing play doh flip and serve breakfast, my niece and I had managed to get play doh all over my date outfit. This had left me with nothing to wear but my St Patricks outfit; a bright green dress taking the Peter Pan collar to a daring level. I actually looked like Peter Pan. When I explained this to A he said that he bet that I probably tried on a thousand outfits for him, ‘I like a woman to make an effort’ he said.
That’s a shame. I like to wear jeans and trainers.

 
As we crossed the river to what A thought was Waterloo tube station we discovered why I was on the wrong side of the river. It was clearly Embankment station. No wonder I got lost following A’s directions. This was actually quite funny and an innocent mistake. However, I cant help but think that perhaps if A wasn’t so snobby about public transport and didn’t get a lift into central London, then maybe he would have been equipped with the knowledge to provide better directions.

A’s geography did not improve. Later on in our date A tried to tell me that Bengal is in South India. His grandparents are from India so I would have expected him to know that it's north east. It’s not a big deal that he didn’t know where Bengal was, but I really don’t like it when someone tries to tell me something when they actually have no clue. Plus after I corrected him A bitterly uttered that I have apparently received better formal education than him. That did not land well with me. And just for the record, I went to a shitty state school with a chronic lack of teachers so I doubt that one.
Despite these blips, the next part of the date was truly amazing. We walked to Trafalgar Square and went to one of the nicest bar I have ever entered (I'm from Hatfield Hertfordshire so perhaps I have low standards). Click here for the link . An exclusive rooftop bar. By the edge where we sat you could see the whole of central London. The view from up here was perhaps better than the one at the top of the London Eye itself. I have to confess that it was really romantic. The vodka cocktails were amazing and the nibbles divine. Brilliant.
The date continued. This date was almost a marathon in itself.
Next we went to one of A’s favourite restaurants. A clearly has experienced some luxury venues. It was Michelin star Chinese cuisine. I believe the venue was called Hakkassan. Whatever it was called, I can tell you that I have never had such amazing tasting rice before. The service was great apart from the toilets which I will explain later. I am not going to lie. The food was delicious! And I must not forget to mention the cocktails! I tried the best cocktail I have ever tasted before in my life. Vodka, Lychee, berries topped with sugared egg whites. This was a first for me and despite initial worries that I was about to grow a guinness –style moustache it was absolutely fabulous. A told me that he loves eating out in top restaurants and he would love to take me out again. As much as I love fancy restaurants, I do not want them to become an every day thing for me. Maybe twice a year could do it? It was a good choice for a date. Despite what went on to happen in the toilets.
 Those who know me know that I am a shocking lightweight. I am aware of this weakness but the thing with some premium vodkas (yes it is the vodkas fault) is that they are great at giving you a buzz without the normal drowsiness or warning signs that you are tipsy.

Half way through dinner and we were having a good time. I get up to go to the toilets and A warns me ‘the toilets are really confusing. You need to ask the attendant’. ‘I’ll be fine thanks’ I tell him. So I reach the big gate for the toilets and try to follow the attendant’s advice about walking down the corridor and turning left. But the corridor is dark and confusing just as A had warned. The doors are really just parts of the wall that you push to reveal an entrance. So, I ended up pushing one of the wall-doors to my left. The door closed behind me. In a Bridget Jones moment I realised that I was 2m away from a urinating man. Great. Full frontal nudity on my first first date. At this very second I should have turned back out of the door. But I was a bit shocked. Getting stuck in the urinals of a classy restaurant is a bit like being a rabbit stuck in headlights. Under the haze of tipsyness I just stood there for about 6 seconds watching him finish his business. At this point he tucked it away, forgot to wash his hands, put those hands on my shoulder and guided me out to the ladies. My male friends don't seem to get why it is embarrassing to have walked into the wrong toilets in a posh, classy restaurant. But my female friends do! It's just mortifying! 
A spent a lot of time talking about his exes. This was awkward and inappropriate for a first date. I’ll give you an example He asked me what my idea of a good relationship is. I was a bit surprised by the question but responded that it’s probably just a good, fun, honest partnership. He replied that his ideal relationship is one where you can call someone up in the night randomly as say ‘do you wanna go for icecream?’ and she will say yes. A complained that this definition had come out of the fact that one of his exes was not available enough i.e. she wouldn’t go for random midnight snacks with him. This came across as a bit clingy!
The real low of the date though was where he shouted at me. I interrupted A over dinner (my bad) and he rather aggressively shouted at me ‘IF YOU LET ME FINISH’. I was shocked into silence. Then A’s face changed from anger to smugness at my passivity I realised that he’s actually quite rude.
To conclude, I know that I have been really critical here but that mainly because, for me, it's the bad and awkward bits of first dates that stick in your head. I genuinely did had a good time on my date with A. He put in a lot of effort and made my first first date a really interesting one. In his words he wanted to start my blind date marathon with a bang. A can be quite funny at times and definitely has sweet moments. A has two amazing people as best friends, I’m sure he is a nice guy despite the blips on this date. I suspect that in contrast to his fabulous friends, A’s girlfriend would ideally have very low self esteem and share the passion that A has for fancy restaurants and material things.
What other people have said:

Kelly and Pooja maintain that he’s a nice guy. Others have told me straight to stay away!

Would I go out with him again?
No, but if I meet him again then I will be polite and try to view him afresh.

Would I recommend him to a friend?