I went to a local beach one day I had off from work, there wasn't hardly anyone there, this guy came over and started talking to me. He went on and on about his work, he installed garage doors. When I got ready to leave he asked if I wanted to go out for dinner and a movie. I really didn't want to and tried to brush off the topic, he followed me to my car and asked again and I reluctantly agreed. He called that Friday night and he wanted to know what I was going to wear because he didn't want to feel under or over dressed. He decided his khaki pants and dress shirt would be okay to wear alongside someone in jeans and a dress blouse. We went to Mexican restaurant for dinner, he ate half his dinner then found fault with it and ask for a refund, he even told them the beer they brought him was warm (he drank half that too...lol). He got his bill reduced then we went off to the drive in. The movie ended up being boring so he suggested we go back to my house and finish off the six pack he bought. We were sitting on the couch drinking the beer when he all of a sudden tried to lay his head on my lap. I jumped up and asked him what he was trying to do and he said well I took you to dinner and a movie I figured we'd end up having sex. I told him he got the wrong impression, he got mad, demanded I give him the empty bottles from his beer (there's a ten cent deposit on bottles in my state) and left. I still laugh to this day when I think about that cheap skate, wanting his bottles back...lol, most the guys I know I told that story to said he had you pegged all wrong. They joked if I had sex with him if he'd let me keep the bottles.....hahaha.