The following submission received second runner-up in our Stories of Woe Valentine’s Day Giveaway. Carolyn’s story will be performed by local improvisers, filmed, and posted on our site in the weeks to come.
Swingin’ surgeon
My worst date happened when I moved to California. I was in a traveling nurse program fresh out of college, and my first assignment was in Modesto. The surgeon I was assigned to my first week asked me out for Valentine’s Day. He gave me his address and said “meet me at my house for dinner.”
I arrived expecting the two of us to have a romantic dinner, etc. When he opened up the door to his home, there was a HOT TUB in the foyer with two other naked couples in it and he said jump on in. I turned around and bolted. The next day in the operating room he referred to me as THE PRUDE FROM PENNSYLVANIA.
More stories of woe
- Winner: Con man
- First runner-up: High-five for love
- Third runner-up: Breakup breakdown Honorable mention: Blind date –>
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