Dating Disasters: ‘We burst into a fit of laughter that seemed never-ending’

In Dating Disasters vertellen anonieme lezers over hun gênantste, meest tenenkrommende en dramatische dates. Deze week: the miscommunication.
I never really had much to do with sports. Not for any exciting reason, but I just don't care much about it. Still, I started dating a guy who was really into sports, especially football. When he asked me if I wanted to meet in the city on the night of an important match of the Dutch national team, I knew what I had to do.
Don't ask me why, but I was completely convinced that we, along with some of his friends, would go watch the match in a pub. He had mentioned before that they always do that together, and my brain had decided that was the plan for that evening too. To impress him, I cheerfully fished a bright orange shirt out of my closet and painted two Dutch flags on my cheeks. I was going to show him that I could totally get into his interests.
With butterflies in my stomach and nervous about his reaction, I walked towards the city where he was already waiting for me, but when I saw him, I wanted to sink through the ground. There he was, sharply dressed in a suit with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, waiting for me to make my entrance. I briefly wondered if I could turn around, but he had already seen me. ‘What have you done?!’ he shouted from a few meters away.
It all happened so fast that I could hardly grasp what was going on, but eventually, we both burst into a fit of laughter that seemed endless. What turned out? He had canceled the evening with his friends so he could take me to a fancy restaurant because I really love that, and I had assumed we were going to watch football together because that was important to him.
Through tears of laughter, he asked if I wanted to change somewhere or if I wanted to go somewhere else, but I just owned my look for the evening and had a great time in my bright orange suit. We are now years later and still together, but this is a memory that we still laugh about every now and then.
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