They didn't know who I was talking about, but, there HAD been about a hundred people or so there, so, it wasn't surprising that they might not remember everyone.
Now that I'm older, I realize the "scene" I should have made once we arrived at the blood bank and gotten out of the whole thing! He was the man, he had the plan for the date and I just went for the ride. After the term ended and I went back to school, I got a call from one of the researchers I worked with over the summer.
He wanted to meet and have dinner because he was going to be in the city.
No cell phone back then, so I was stranded out at the reservoir with a loser who clearly had no respect for me. There was a huge filthy mess of dishes in the kitchen, and a mountain of dirty laundry in the bedroom."You can start wherever you want," he said, and flicked on the TV.
I felt beyond "used." I had to give plasma so we could go on this crappy outing and then I got sick so he proceeded to drink all the beer! ) I was very naive and I felt so embarrassed for him, that he thought that this was even remotely close to acceptable human behavior, that I downplayed the whole event and tried to pretend it had never happened. When I asked what the h--- he meant, he replied that in India, the women do all the cleaning, so I'd better get started. I did a summer internship at a museum years ago when I was in college.
The woman looked at me and continued, "We all really like you, and think you're a great guy.