What A Creep!

This is a tale of woe that for lack of a better name I will call Cindy's Bogus Dating Adventure. As you may have guessed already, I am Cindy.
At the time that this happened, I worked for a corner store in the greater Boston area. We had some decent customers by and large, but we had our share of nut cases too. Not to sound conceited, but men have always hit on me a lot, so I am sort of used to it in a way. This particular guy seemed really nice, and had been working on me for months before I finally relented. In actual fact, we had actually met in a chat room online about the same time I started working in the store. Being careful, I decided to meet him someplace rather than have him pick me up at home. First dates are always tricky and I like to be able to depend only on myself for transportation. We met at a restaurant, and since it was a nice night, we opted to eat outside. Here is where he got a little odd…. first he gives me a a little box of chocolates the brand name was Cindy (my name is Cindy so I thought at first that it was a cute gesture) then he asks me to eat one or two in a strange creepy way. As we waited for the entree to arrive, he made a game of feeding me chocolates while I struck up sultry and sexy poses. For every new pose, I got a chocolate. Then finally he gets me to start to be sultry and sexy while I am eating the chocolates. We got through our appetizers, and started on the entrees. I was starting to feel a bit giddy and was wondering about that because I had barely sipped my wine, but I just put it down to that anyway. He was looking at me a bit strangely, and I was starting to get self conscious. I was thinking that maybe I had something on my teeth or something, but when I asked him he just laughed it off.
When I had first sipped my wine, I thought it tasted great, but I noticed that it seemed to be tasting off the more I drank it.
About half way through the entree I was truly getting  creeped out and decide to go to the bathroom to call a friend of mine for some  helpful advice. My friend was a bit concerned, but told me to just brave it out because I was most of the way through the date already. She just said to make sure that I did not go anywhere with him afterwards. So I returned to the table and he gives me another chocolate. What did I know at that tender age? I just went with it. I was hoping that it would become funnier. I had never been in such a strange situation so I decided to take it as ‘experience’ and have fun with it, (bad idea on my part).
But then I took a drink of my wine, unfortunately a pretty big one because I was really starting to get nervous. Immediately I noticed it tasted a lot different, and glancing over at him as casually as I could after drinking it. I could tell that something was in the wine, and it was obvious to me that he had done it. I was suddenly in the middle of a nightmare! I needed to figure out what to do, but I needed time to put a plan together. So I sat there as if nothing was wrong, and even pretended that I was sipping my wine. After a half hour or so, I told him I had to go to the bathroom again, making it a joke like I drank too much wine so he wouldn’t know I was getting wise to him.
I found our waiter, and took him aside telling him the situation, and asked if there was a back door to the place. I needed to get out of there now! He had a busboy take me out the back way to my car. At the same time, my waiter went back to talk to my date about ordering desert and coffee. I quickly hauled my butt to my friends house. Luckily she only lived a few blocks away because by the time I got there I was ready to pass out. After convincing my friend I did not need any medical attention we laid down and listened to some music and eventually I fell asleep. When I woke up I was shaking at the thought of knowing it was probably the date rape drug or something that he had put in the chocolates as well as my wine.
Looking back on it, I regretted not calling the police from the restaurant to keep this freak from doing the same thing to another innocent girl, but I was young and  foolish and didn’t think about that. All I could focus on was leaving while I still could.  I explained my problem to the mall security guards, and they were really good about it. For a few months, they kept a lookout for him and escorted me out to my vehicle when I worked late. To my intense relief, I never saw hide nor hair of him again.
It took me a while to realize my original mistake. I had put too much information on my dating profile, including my place of work. What a moron I was! That evening could have ended up as a total horror story if I had not escaped! I thank God that my mother had warned me about all the nuts and lunatics out there and I at least took sensible  precautions when I was on a date.

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