I met a guy out one night and gave him my number. We arranged a date, and when he picked me up, he definitely was not what I remembered, but I decided to go with it anyway. At dinner, he suggested I have a ginger martini (which was disgusting) while he ordered a bottle of wine. He then proceeded to tell me that he couldn’t wait for me to meet his parents and sister, go to his sports club to play tennis, and on and on … Did I mention that he pretty much drank the bottle of wine, my martini and another cocktail? On a first date, seriously dude? I’m not ready to meet your family, and the whole getting-trashed-on-a-first-date-thing isn’t helping your cause. Who does that?