Nicknaming my regrets - Part 1

Everybody has regrets about who they dated right? I know I do. The other day I was thinking back over the pool of losers I've dated more than one date and it made me a little queasy. I can honestly say only one of them doesn't make me want to vomit.

There are also other guys that I had one or two dates with that receive special commendation for their...uh...quirks. While they may not make me want to vomit...I do roll my eyes a lot if I think about them.

I nicknamed a bunch of them in my own head and thought I'd share a few with you:

Icky Al: A guy I met at a wedding and his nickname says it all. It was a time of confusion for me...I had recently lost weight and this guy paid attention to me (something I hadn't really ever had). He was gross and I wouldn't consider dating someone like him ever again. But...you live and learn.

Crazy Kyle: A guy I met at a bar. He seemed nice enough....until on our first date he mentioned how he recently got off drugs, had beat someone nearly to death with a parking meter, and had a daughter he doesn't really have much to do with. Then the next night when I was out with a friend at my favorite bar, he tracked me down and demanded to know why I wasn't where I said I was. After my friend faked sick and went for backup, we got out of there and I never saw him again.

The Tickle Guy: A guy I met through a friend's band. A very nice guy...and about 5 years younger than me. We went out on a date that consisted of him renting a video and cooking for me at his place. While watching a movie...I can't remember what...he kept trying to tickle me. No matter how many time I pushed him off, he kept coming back. Weird.

The Phone Stalker: A guy I met at a bar (again). I never really dated this one. We met. He called. We talked. He called again. We talked. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Bored. Bored. Bored. He never asked me out other than to ask me to stop by an after-hours party. I stopped taking his calls. He kept trying for a month. Then after 6 months he made one last ditch effort to call on Christmas Eve. (I realize I was pretty mean on this one...but hey)

Well this is just the beginning...I'll write about some others in a later post.