While I was in college, one of my roommate’s buddies was staying for the weekend and, long story short, needed a date. Somehow I ended up calling a friend in a woman’s residence who knew a girl that was also visiting, and we set her up with him. The only reason I believed the following story is because early in the evening, the dude showed back up, wide-eyed and in a state of shock, and the first words out of his mouth were, “She pulled a pin on me.”
We said, “What do you mean, she pulled a pin on you?,” thinking it was an open safety pin or something about that size.
“It was a fucking six inch hat pin,” he explained. That got our attention.
We finally got the whole story out of him, he had picked up his date at the residential apartment she was visiting and took her to a movie. On the way to the movie, he tried to impress her with a line of B.S. like, “My Jag’s in the shop, so I borrowed my friend’s car.” (He was actually borrowing my very used car.) That would be a fed flag for any woman.
The movie was O.K., but he said she seemed a little distant. After the movie, they drove to a party to meet my roommate and his date. But they weren’t there when they pulled up to the house so he waited in the car. I have no idea if he explained to the girl that they were waiting for his friends or what she thought, but when he put his hand on the top of her seat she whipped out a hatpin and said, “Don’t you dare come any closer.”
He dropped her off at the first women’s residence he came to and somehow made his way to our apartment. The guy was definitely a douche, but the look of shock on his face was completely genuine.