Takes The Cake
Out of all my crazy dating experiences, one date takes the cake for craziest. It was the fall of 1994. My friend swung by my place of employment to talk. She convinced me to go out with the brother of her fiancée. We’ll call him Bobby. Bobby had just broken up with his girlfriend and needed to go out and have some fun. My friend even paid me a dollar to go out with him. I took the dollar because I was poor and agreed to go out with Bobby because I thought that it wouldn’t hurt to have a little fun even if I wasn’t particularly interested in him.
That night I ran my friend Nikki to Plymouth to see her boyfriend. Then I went home and got ready to go. Bobby picked me up around 7pm and we went to the Dollar Theater in Mansfield. Time Cop was the movie if I remember right. The night started out pleasant enough. After the movie I told Bobby I needed to pick up Nikki. He had the option of dropping me off at home before 10pm or taking me to pick her up if he so desired. Bobby chose to continue our date and take me to pick her up.
We drove from Mansfield back to Shelby and then stopped for gas at the Duke Station. It was there that Bobby ran into his ex-girlfriend. The two of them had a fight right there at the gas pumps before Bobby got back into the Blazer and slammed the door. He peeled out of the parking lot and headed toward Plymouth. Soon he calmed down and the conversation resumed.
We arrived in Plymouth and picked up Nikki around 10pm and headed back to Shelby. About half way between Plymouth and Shelby we notice a car behind us. The driver flashed her lights and honked her horn. It didn’t take long to guess who was behind the wheel. Before Bobby could react, she pulled alongside us and then swerved in front of us. Not wanting to slam into her car and get in a terrible car accident, Bobby jerked the wheel and the Blazer plunged into the ditch.
Luckily, the ditch wasn’t that deep or steep. Bobby threw the Blazer into 4 wheel drive and plowed right out of the ditch and into the empty field beyond. It was a cold November night and the fields had long since been harvested. Bobby drove though the field, Blazer bounding, until he came to a yard. He drove through the small section of yard and into the gravel driveway beyond. His ex-girlfriend pulled into the gravel driveway the right way and waited for Bobby.
I must say that it was a good thing the owners of said field and driveway were not at home during this adventure or we probably would have had the cops called on us. The house was dark, so no one else witnessed what came next except me and Nikki. Bobby got out of the Blazer and confronted his crazy ex-girlfriend. They yelled and screamed. She threatened to kick my ass. I quickly locked the Blazer doors hoping to avoid an altercation.
Suddenly everything went quiet. Nikki and I strained to see what was going on and were surprised to see Bobby and his ex-girlfriend kissing! They actually made up. Once all was smoothed over, Bobby got back in the Blazer and took Nikki and I home. He dropped us off and went to meet his ex-girlfriend. They had gotten back together—on my date! I wasn’t sure who was crazier, her or him for getting back with her after she nearly killed us.
Needless to say, a few weeks later they broke up again. Bobby wrote me a love letter professing his feeling for me, but I decided to avoid getting involved with him. I let him down gently and offered him my friendship. We hung out a little after that, but he soon drifted out of my life completely. Years later I heard he ended up in prison and I was thankful I’d dodged that bullet.