by Lori Voth

Created on: February 08, 2008

The Accidental Date.
Embarrassing, repulsive, unbearableand totally accidental.

His name was Dirk. I tried to avoid having to actually say it during the entire accidental dating horror story but as the name seemed to bring up constant disturbing images of a stereotypical dumb bully type named Dirk Diggler from some 80s movie I had once seen, maybe I should have been clued in sooner. That and the fact that his idea of a hot date in Boston was a dinner at the Cheers Restaurant and a nighttime stroll around the infamous Harvard Yard-two quintessential tourist traps that no Boston resident would ever want to get caught visiting. It's not like I didn't realize he was a total dork from the start but it was his overall cheesy personality and rudely presumptuous persistence that I had not expected to get worse as the evening went along.

To give you a little background on this accidental but funny dating story, my roommate Jessica and I had met him at our favorite bar, Bukowski's the previous evening when he approached our table as a solo wandering tourist looking for a few tips on how to have a good time in Boston. He was in for the weekend as a guest of MIT and Harvard, from California, to tour the schools as a candidate for admission, I suppose. I dint really pay much attention to his story, as I was busy flirting with the new guy I was dating who was sitting next to me. It was actually Jessica who was entertaining him the whole time (Dirk), which is why I was a bit taken aback when he called our apartment the next day asking for me.

(It is important to note here that we had given him our number with slightly selfish intentions- we wanted access to the Sheraton hotel pool. I feel that we were as obvious about that motive as we could have been and have since decided that this pathetic chap just decided to ignore it.)

Right, so he asked for me by name and invited me to dinner. I admit that it may have been a little cocky of me to assume that the boy did indeed have some sort of attraction to or interest in me since I had barely uttered two words to him the previous night but after considering the stereotypical male it seemed like a likely scenario.

He was a tourist guy in from out of town very likely looking for a member of the opposite sex to brag about going on a date with to his buddies back home. And Jessica and I were the only two girls he seemed to have met that night at the bar. And even though I had been there with a guy, Jessica was met there by and later left

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