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Originally posted by rah
One night after extra hours at work, a cute co-worker heading out missed the last bus and would have to walk home from the train station. Even though I wasn't dating her I thought that If I ever wanted too, it would be easier if she thought I was a nice guy, so I offered to drive her home instead of letting her take the train and walk home in the dark. When we arrived at her house, her mother thought that I was the perfect gentleman for driving her home. I figured that if I ever did date her, at least her mother would approve. An investment in a possible future.
Six months later, we started dating. (She said the night I drove 40 miles out of my way to make sure she got home safe was what had originally brought me to her attention. It's nice when a good play works) After a few months I was invited over to her parents for dinner, and I readily agreed since I figured her mother already liked me.
While driving out to her house, she said that she had to tell me something. She said that for 3 months after I dropped her off the first time, her mother had constantly nagged her on why she wasn't dating the nice guy that had driven her home. After a few months, just to get her mother off her back, she told her that I, did drugs, lived in sin with a woman who I beat regularly, drank to excess, etc. etc. So instead of a warm parental welcome I was faced with the most hostile evening I would ever had.
One night after extra hours at work, a cute co-worker heading out missed the last bus and would have to walk home from the train station. Even though I wasn't dating her I thought that If I ever wanted too, it would be easier if she thought I was a nice guy, so I offered to drive her home instead of letting her take the train and walk home in the dark. When we arrived at her house, her mother thought that I was the perfect gentleman for driving her home. I figured that if I ever did date her, at least her mother would approve. An investment in a possible future.
Six months later, we started dating. (She said the night I drove 40 miles out of my way to make sure she got home safe was what had originally brought me to her attention. It's nice when a good play works) After a few months I was invited over to her parents for dinner, and I readily agreed since I figured her mother already liked me.
While driving out to her house, she said that she had to tell me something. She said that for 3 months after I dropped her off the first time, her mother had constantly nagged her on why she wasn't dating the nice guy that had driven her home. After a few months, just to get her mother off her back, she told her that I, did drugs, lived in sin with a woman who I beat regularly, drank to excess, etc. etc. So instead of a warm parental welcome I was faced with the most hostile evening I would ever had.
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