There was a guy that asked me out right after I started working for a video store in my hometown. I thought he was cute, and was excited that he asked me out in the first place (all of the girls on the job were swooning over him). So, he asks if he could take me out to dinner and a movie...I said sure.
He picks me up and he is just covered in sweat. It honestly looked like he had been running a marathon. I asked if he was feeling okay, and he said he was...so I ignored it and we got into his car.
Now, mind you, it's in the middle of the summer in Florida. It's gotta be about 100 degrees outside. There's no air conditioning in his car. I could over look the fact that he didn't have it (even though I felt disgusting and grody from being hot and sweaty), but the fact that he wore a long sleeve shirt and jeans just boggled my mind.
So...we get to where we're going to eat. Ahhhh. Bob Evans. Yes sir, that's a place that every woman wants to go to on a first date. I mean, they serve fried bologna sandwiches there. Mmm, mmm! We go in, get a table, and he excuses himself to go clean up a bit.
As I'm waiting for him to return, I look over at the counter and am horrified to see a man sitting there with NO NOSE. I'm not kidding. There was just NO NOSE on his face. I felt bad for staring, and felt bad for wondering why in the hell there was a man sitting there with no nose, but I was more scared and freaked out when he started to sneeze and goo just leaked out all over. He didn't care, he left it there. He looked like a normal guy hanging out with no nose, and didn't care that he had a bucket of snot pouring down his face as he ate (and he was aware of it, because his buddy told him, and he just shrugged him off).
Said bologna sandwich (with grape jelly) was ordered by date. I don't remember what I got, but it wasn't much due to the fact that I just wanted to get out of there.
We ended up seeing Phenomenon and he laughed quite a bit at the part where John Travolta was going to die.
After the movie, we went to this little park to sit and talk for awhile. Even though it was a crappy date, I still thought he was pretty darn hot, so when he asked me if he could kiss me, I lit up and grinned and said sure...only for him to say, "Naaaah. I'm just kidding." And he stood up and started walking towards his car.
On the way home, we passed a bus stop and we saw a man sitting there. Not sure if he was waiting for the bus or not, but at 10 p.m. the busses were no longer running. Date yelled out at the top of his lungs, "THE BUS AIN'T COMING!!" and laughed hysterically as he sped away from the confused man.
I will say that when he asked me out again for the next night, I was polite and said not on my life

Just tooooo weird for me!
Then there was the date with the guy who took me to his grandparents house for bologna and cheese sandwiches, and he beat his grandparent's dog with a newsapper while they screamed at him to get the hell out of the house...but that's a whole other story. Maybe that's why I don't like bologna, tied to too many creepy guys.