Dee, 38, has been on and off the dating rollercoaster for three years and thought she’d try a dating agency after no success with online sites. She says it was the worst first date of her life.
I felt like I’d been-there-done-that with online dating. I’d had a bit of success because I met a guy on Tinder and we dated for three months but I ended things when he was moving overseas and I didn’t want the difficulty of a long-distance relationship.
He was lovely but I wasn’t in love with him and he gave me hope that there are great guys out there.
But when he moved overseas, the men I met online just weren’t what I was looking for. Most just wanted to use me as a booty call and I’m at the stage where I want to settle down.
A friend suggested I try a dating agency where you pay a joining fee, someone from the agency meets you and then sets you up with a man they’ve met and they believe you’ll hit it off with. It sounded great – how wrong was I?
I was under the impression the agency would set me up with a relatively classy person – at least someone who had a job – because the joining fee is quite high, making it an exclusive service.
They matched me with ‘Henry’ and he called me to chat about where we’d go for our date. The first mistake the agency made was setting me up with a man who lives an hour away from me. He asked if we could meet near him because he’s a shift worker and had been awake since 3am. I offered to take a raincheck but he insisted we meet for dinner.
We met in what I would call a ‘rough/bogan neighbourhood’ at a bar that was full of blokes watching the footy. I waited for him to arrive and did not recognise him because, although I’d been sent a photo of him by the agency, clearly the photo was out of date by at least a decade.
He was quite overweight, he’d lost a couple of teeth and lost most of his hair since the photo was taken. He also told me he was 183 centimetres tall, which was a lie — he was shorter than I am, which isn’t really an issue for me, it’s more that he had lied.
He tried to kiss me on the lips as a ‘hello’ but luckily I moved my face out of the way quickly so he got me on the cheek. He ordered two beers, even though he never asked me if I drink beer – I don’t, but out of politeness I had it anyway.
He didn’t once ask me what I do for a living, although he spoke at length about his job in healthcare, but he didn’t show any interest in my life whatsoever. I basically just shut up and let him do the talking because I decided early on that I’d never see him again.
He ordered bangers and mash and I was horrified when he started using his knife to scoop up the mash and lick it off. Disgusting! Clearly he had never been taught basic table manners. I just picked at my salad and listened to him talk about how ‘He will never understand women. No means yes, and that kind of thing.’
I stopped him to tell him that. ‘No always means no! And sometimes ‘yes’ also means ‘no’!’
When it was time to leave he said, ‘So let’s go halves in the bill, right?’ I told him I only had a $20 note otherwise I’d need to use my credit card. He literally snatched the money out of my hand and said, ‘Great now I can go to the bottle-o and get a six pack, my dad’s coming over to watch the rest of the footy.’
He tried to kiss me on the lips again, and said ‘See ya’ with absolutely no thought of perhaps walking me to my car seeing as we were in a ‘dodgy’ suburb at night. I phoned the dating agency the next day to complain and to ask for my money back. How could they get it so wrong?
I’m just putting this nightmare date down to a bad experience and will continue to look for my future boyfriend online!