Everyone seems to have the one date from hell...and as we all know sometimes chemistry just happens, other times it just doesn't. And, after the date takes place, we all, guys and girls, vent to our friends about these dates. That's normal, right?! But, you don't want your date and all her friends to remember you YEARS later as "That guy!" followed by spontaneous bouts of laughter.

"That Guy!" for me happened to be a date with an absolute health nut. We had only seen pictures of each other before the date...and we spoke a few times on e-mail before the big event. He suggested we go to a new micro-brewery/restaurant that had just opened and was a hot spot in a neighboring town. I thought this night would be fantastic...but I couldn't have been more wrong.

The night started off great. He picked me, we had great conversation in the car on the way...and then as soon as we got there...it was obvious we were totally different people. When you take a date to a microbrewery....please don't look at your date in disgust if she orders a beer! Not only did I get a look, but then he continued to tell me the calorie contents in everything! Don't get me wrong, but we both looked great. Obviously, we both liked what we saw or we wouldn't have gone out together in the first place.

He told me how great I looked when I opened the door at the beginning of the night, but 10 minutes after being in the restaurant, it dawned on me that ALL he cared about was looks, calories, body fat mass, etc. If weightlifting was a hobby of his...fine. I like the gym too. But don't obsess to your dates over it. This date lasted four LONG hours...and the conversation never left how many "empty calories idiots in bars consume".

The best part? At the time, I was running the Miller Lite Models for the Philadelphia Market....I was promoting those empty calories! And he wanted another date! Needless to say, we never went out again...and I hope he found a health conscious nut like himself. With how self conscious girls are anyway, I could only imagine how some poor girl would be carrying around a few extra pounds and after one night with him...she would starve herself.

To this day, and it's been years, when my friends and I go to this restaurant everyone starts laughing about "That guy!"