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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rel" data-source="post: 1940486" data-attributes="member: 99">My story is hardly any great shakes compared to some of these (Torm: Ouch  :\ ).  But it was bad enough to become known (to me anyway) as "The Tector Incident".I met this girl at a party a female friend had in high school.  Miss Tector was nobody who I'd ever given a second glance at at school but we struck up a very nice conversation at the party and seemed to have a good repoir going.  I had had my heart broken not so long before this and figured it would be nice to go on a date again.  So I called the friend who hosted the party and asked for this girls number.  She gave it to me along with the comment that Miss Tector had not been asked out a lot and would likely be thrilled by my invitation.  With this good bit of news, I called, she said "yes" and we set a date.Miss Tector did not have a car and had her mother drop me off at my house and it was a short, 10 minute walk to the local movie theatre and mall where we watched something forgettable and ate something I don't recall.  Afterwards we walked home and her mother picked her up within minutes and I never talked to her again.The bad part?I don't think she said more than 10 words the entire time.  The scintillating conversation that was the largest reason I'd asked her out had vanished entirely.  I tried several times to start a conversation and she would just kind of look away cringinly as if she would simply rather die than carry on any sort of conversation with me at all.  It became painfully awkward to even try and eventually I quit making the attempts and simply waited for the whole thing to be over.Afterwards I spoke to anybody who would listen about the whole thing, trying desperately to dissect it and figure out what I had done wrong.  The case was eventually closed due to insufficient evidence and became labelled "The Tector Incident".It still bothers me a bit to this day and I had hoped she would be at our 15th year class reunion in October so I could ask her what went wrong.  She didn't show up and not only did nobody know her whereabouts but hardly anybody even remembered her.  Aparently I was not the only person she wouldn't talk to.Reading back over it, that seems pretty lame.  I guess I was blessed to find true love early in life and did not have to suffer through a lengthy period of dating, thus lowering my susceptability to "Worst Date Ever" syndrome.  So I'll shut up now. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /></blockquote>

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