TBWCYL Day 333 - Getting to First Base

I was told to take myself on a date today. Now, I will say that if I had to go on a forced date then taking myself is probably the best case scenario. Now, what to do on my date?

T: The date started out fine. I picked him up at 11:30 and we headed to the movie theatre. I picked Julie and Julia since I wanted a feel good movie.
T: He picked me up with 1o minutes until the movie started. I couldn't believe how rude that was and the worst part was the cheapskate took me to the $1 theatre. Who does that?
T: The movie went well. I liked it and thought it was pretty cute.
T: He chose a seat with a broken chair so I had to sit left of center to the theatre, which I hate.
T: After the movie a buzzkill appeared. My old lady called during the movie and I had the phone on silent but I was pretty sure he heard the buzzing. I called Diana while walking out of the theatre and I could tell it upset him.
T: What the hell!?! We were on a date, a shitty one but still, and he talks to his wife? I couldn't believe it. The only good thing I heard was we were going to eat which sounded great to me.
T: I told Diana I was going to go eat but I realized I hadn't gotten a haircut so I revised my plan and took my date to the SportsClips to get purdy for my date. I was pretty happy with the result.
T: That son of a bitch took me to a freakin' hair cutting place. How is that a date? The cheap bastard! I couldn't believe it. And the worst part was he didn't take me to eat. He said he wasn't hungry. What about me? What if I was hungry?
T: I couldn't tell if the date went well or not. I was hoping for a hand job or something but when I told him I was going to have to get home it seemed unlikely.
T: Never again!

So, I guess when you date yourself it isn't as cut and dry as it could be. Who knew?

That is all,

Newt