I had a friend who was a stereotypical neckbeard. He owned a fedora and lived in his parent’s basement. He shared his weed and video game time with me, so that was always pretty cool.
Anyhow, about five-ish years ago, when we were still friends, he tells me about this date he had with this girl. He says he isn’t sure that it ended well or not. I says, tell me what happened.
First, he says that he took her on an “all day date”. Dude, rule number one of getting to know someone, don’t take them out for an all day date. One, if not both of you will get tired. People need time apart to rest and process their thoughts.
He was a hardcore brony. He bought My Little Pony figures and re-painted them. So he thought he would be clever and gift her two or three throughout the day. He gave her the first one while they were at the zoo, if I recall correctly.
Then he tells me that he gave her another one while they were at a movie. He thought he was being clever, or cute, and stuck it partially buried into their shared popcorn. While telling me this part of his story, he seemed frustrated at her, because he thought that she was being daft for eating around the figurine.
I was like, nah dude, it was an awkward time and a weird way to continue to give someone your creepy custom painted My Little Pony figurines.
Then he says at the end of the day, she drops him off (yeah), and he smiles and waves. He says that she had to make some kind of turn and come back around. He said that he smiled and waved at her as she drove past the second time, but he said that she was just looking straight ahead and ignored him.
I didn’t really feel bad for the guy. He is a huge, huge internet troll and an asshole. He didn’t take criticism, and refused to take my input on how a grown man wearing a fedora handing out custom painted My Little Pony figurines is not what a grown woman is looking for in a relationship.