Fabulous Valentines Challenge: Worst Date Ever

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Today's Topic: Worst Date Ever
I've had some interesting dates and have had several friends on standby at one time or another to call me "right on the dot at 8pm to save me just in case I need an out" but this one always stands out in my mind as seriously crazytown... 
I was clerking in law school and one of my (very nice and highly respected) bosses wanted to set me up with her tenant. I didn't really want to go b/c if you ask my friends, they'll tell you I LOATHED first dates. My longest relationships (Eric included) have started out as friendly hanging out that turns into dating. I used to avoid actual first dates at all costs. I just have this mental image of someone asking me about my hobbies while I think of ways to drown myself in my water glass. 
Okay.. moving forward... I kinda HAD to say yes. I mean, my boss was cool and sweet and it was nice of her to think of me. So I agreed to lunch. And only lunch. Dinner seemed awfully serious and I just wasn't in the mood. 
He was older than me. I think he was like 31..which I thought was SUPER old at the time b/c I was like 23. Now that I'm 30, I feel like an a-hole about that.. Oh well... 
So we go to lunch at a local Tex-Mex place (keeping details light...haha). He was attractive, so at least that was good. But, that's about where the fun ended.
Server came up to take our order. He ordered first. Which totally annoyed me off the bat. 
AND 
I'd wanted something super fatty like enchiladas or something. He ordered...wait for it.... a side salad. Oooohkay. So, I got a salad to not feel like a jerk. 
They brought the chips and salsa. He took approximately 20 chips and set them all up in the salsa... like so:

And told me he likes them to "soak" for flavor. They soaked for a LONG TIME, people. At one point,  I tried to take a chip and just dip it and he looked at me funny. So I ceased my dipping and stuck to reading the drink special signs on the table and acting interested.

He then told me he had no idea how to do laundry or really anything for himself...but he didn't need to b/c he took all his clothes to his mom's three times a week. At that time, he'd also pick up food she made him for the week. Every week. Yes, he was 31 and a professional.

Our salads came. Conversation struggled. He put more chips in the salsa to "soak." He lifted his water glass.. and raised his pinky when he drank. I'm sure the look on my face was like "Seriously?" b/c I think I remember him commenting on that.

Anyway, salsa man asked for my number and I stammered an awkward "Um.. I don't talk on the phone. Here's my email address." Yes, I did. And then I told him I saw some friends at the restaurant and he could see himself out b/c I didn't need to be walked to my car. I hid in the bathroom until he left for fear he'd try harder to get my number if he walked me to my car.

Not HORRIBLE as far as horrible dates go, but I just remember feeling like I wanted to crawl in a corner and hide from this guy's chip soaking randomness. But I was trying to be EXTRA nice since my boss fixed us up so that might have made it worse.