I was on a date from [bad word]  

I agreed to go out with this guy who lives in the same apartment building as I do, but he’s turned out to be a real creep. He was nice enough at the start of the date, but then he started drinking. Now he’s [bad word] and I’m miserable. 

I wanted to let him down gently since I’d be seeing him around the apartment building, but I didn’t want to spend another minute with him. 

Fatima: Listen, Rob, I just don’t think we’re hitting it off. You’re a really nice guy, but I just don’t think we have much chemistry. 

Rob: Are you kidding? I’m having the time of my life. We’re just getting started here. Bartender, another round! 

I realized that I needed to be more straightforward with him in case I was giving him mixed signals. 

Fatima: I’m sorry, Rob, but I think this is the end of the road for this date. Thanks a lot for the drinks and I’ll see you around. 

Rob: What? You’re leaving? How about a goodnight [bad word] over here and give me that kiss. 

I wanted to keep my cool, but when he tried to kiss me, that did it! 

Fatima: You’re stinking [bad word] and this date is over. Capisce? 

I got up and left. What is it about alcohol that turns Prince Charming into a frog?