The Table Trasher

There have been a few stints in my life when I've gone on multiple dates a week, with different men. One stint in particular is memorable because of the Table Trasher. 

I met a man who seemed "perfect". Sometimes that's just the way with certain people. They give a little of themselves, only to show their true colors at a later time. That is what happened in this case.

I met the Table Trasher Spring of 2013. Our first date was full of whiskey and laughs.  He seemed pretty cool, but a teeny bit pushy. I was able to chalk that up to his being nervous and I decided to schedule a second date anyway.

Our second date was at a very upscale restaurant. He mentioned that his little sister and her fiance would be joining us, which I felt was a bit too soon, but I figured that I could get a look into who he really was... and boy did I ever!

When I arrived at the restaurant/inn he met me in the lobby and took me up to his suite to meet his sister and her fiance. SHE WAS AMAZING! We drank some champagne and chatted before our dinner downstairs. Once we got downstairs, I felt so fancy. We were seated by the waiter, or his "associate". We had two waiters for dinner, which was great. My date ordered two bottles of wine, both very expensive... he was sure to tell me that too. So tacky in my book. We had a nice dinner with some great conversation. Toward the end of dinner, as we were deciding on dessert, my date was a bit buzzed.  He thought it would be impressive/funny if he could lean backwards in his chair. As he was leaning and balancing, we told him he would fall and to please stop. But, of course, he didn't listen. What happened next was the event that gives him hims namesake.

He FELL! And not only did he fall backwards landing flat on his back, he grabbed the tablecloth to break his fall. So, he took that with him. He managed to smash every single glass on the table, along with the gorgeous candle holder centerpiece... I bet it was Murano glass. It was one of the most embarrassing moments of my dating life. The head waiter came over, extremely angry, and asked us to sit in the lobby while he cleaned up the mess. While sitting in the lobby, someone delivered the bill. My date made a point to tell me exactly how much money he spent on me and my dinner, and that he would cover it. That really turned me off!

After the date, and after his sister and her fiance left us, I decided that this guy wasn't the one.

Lesson: Don't put all of your eggs in one basket.