Blind Date Horror Story: Shoes

Many, many moons ago, my friend Cupp was single. She had some friends at work that had met their significant others through this video dating service.

To preface this: Back in the days before online dating (yes, they did exist) someone came up with the concept of video dating. Basically, a person would make up a video of themselves explaining what they liked and why a person would want to date him or her. Then the agency would keep the videos on file. Members would come in and flip through a binder to select the ones that they wanted to see. Then the clerk would stack them up with videos and take them to a room to watch them. Yeah, it seems a bit creepy to me, too.

So, Cupp had decided to give this thing a shot since people she knew had received good results from this thing. She went and watched some videos a couple of times but really couldn't find someone that grabbed her interest. One time, however, she was walking back to the counter and another member of the service was walking back as well. They started talking and exchanged phone numbers.

A few days later this guy called and they talked on the phone. They did this a couple of times and at some point this guy asked Cupp if when he came back to town for work if they could go to dinner. Cupp considered and agreed.

The appointed time for their date didn't come for several weeks. During this time they had a number of phone conversations where they learned more about one another. During one of these conversations the guy asked if Cupp had any high heels. Cupp thought it was an odd question, but answered him that yes, she did have high heels. (After all, what woman doesn't own at least one pair, however alone and forlorn it may be in the back of the closet?) Then he asked how tall. Cupp really had no idea so she estimated that her tallest pair was probably around five inches. This guy seemed satisfied with this answer and the conversation moved onto other subjects.

So, some weeks later the guy said that his boss was sending him into town for work and asked if he could meet her at her place to take her to dinner. Cupp agreed and the date was set.

The appointed day came and the guy arrived at Cupp's house. Cupp invited him inside and asked if he wanted anything to drink. He accepted a soda and sat in her living room. The chatted while he drank his pop, but then he fell asleep! Cupp wasn't sure what to think about this and she tried to wake him through several means: She shook him. She set off an alarm. She had the dog bark. Nothing worked.

Finally, he woke up. At that point he asked to use the restroom. Cupp told him where it was, thinking that since he just woke up it was a reasonable request. So, he went down the hall towards the bathroom. And Cupp waited for him.

And waited.

And waited.

Finally, she got up and went to make sure he was ok. She knocked on the bathroom door and received no answer. She knocked again and still got no answer. Concerned, she cautiously opened the door to make sure he was ok, and he wasn't in there.

That was concerning, to say the least. Cupp began to do a methodical search of her house. He wasn't in her office or her daughter's bedroom. He wasn't in any of the front rooms or the kitchen. Cupp checked the basement and then outside around the house. He was no where to be found. When she got to the front of the house she saw that his truck was still in the driveway. Cupp went back inside and started looking around again. There was only one room that she hadn't check, which was her bedroom, but she couldn't imagine that he would have gone in there. However, eventually it was the only place that she hadn't looked.

Cupp opened the door to her bedroom and found her date sitting in front of her closet, staring intently at her shoes. She asked him what he was doing and he turned sharply to look at her. At that point he demanded to know whether or not she had the aforementioned five in high heels that they're talked about weeks before.

Cupp told him that she thought that they were the silver ones against the wall in the back. The man reached into her closet and pulled out one of the shoes. After a brief examination he reached into his pocket and took out a tape measure and measured the heel.

As he measured his face turned red and then purple and he looked up at Cupp and declared, "These are only four and three quarters inches!"

Cupp wasn't entirely certain what to say, but fortunately she didn't have to because at that moment the man tossed the shoes onto the floor and stormed out of the house never to be heard from again.

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