Back when I was dating guys, I met this dude off myspace. He was an amateur/professional boxer (not sure how to classify him) who had went as far to win a golden glove. He seemed pretty cool via the internet and at the very least he seemed strong…So we decided to meet up. After meeting once and making sure he wasnt a lunatic we planned for a date to the movies. I had my mothers car so I told him I would pick him up and then we would drive to the mall to go to see the Da Vinci Code. When he got in the car we said our hellos and then proceeded to drive to the mall. He told me he needed to pick up something from the barbershop real quick and i didnt see the big deal so he directed me to the barbershop. Once we got there he hopped out and ran across the street into the barbershop. I waited outside for a good twenty minutes upset that I was waiting so long for him, assuming he was coming right back. When he did i saw he had gotten a haircut. After telling him to never do that again and kicking myself for even going on a date with this guy, we finally arrived at the mall. We stopped at McDonalds. This dude decided (after getting a haircut) that he didnt have money for his meal let alone mine. I ordered him some fries and myself a meal and told him would should just skip the movie. I later found out he had spent 3 years in prison.