Oh my goodness, why didn't I leap all over this when I first posted?
Background: our sorority had a blind date party every semester. The pledges had to find dates for all the sisters and the pledges' bigs found dates for their littles. This isn't as hard as it sounds as boyfriends/semi-boyfriends/friends were permitted and sisters would help you out with it a lot.
The first semester I was an active, my love life was (to put it mildly) a clusterf#$k and I had no idea who I would want to be my date. I was close friends with one of the pledges and trusted that she would get me someone I liked. She was also being helped out by one of my pledge sisters.
We held the party at our house and the dates came up the stairs into the living room. Everyone's date was announced, and when I heard "33girl, your date is Jeff Wagner" (name changed to protect the innocent) I thought, "well, that sounds like a cute guy's name." Wow, was I wrong.
Coke bottle bottom glasses - check.
Greasy, unwashed hair - check.
High water polyester pants - check.
Eagle pendant on fake gold chain - check.
I said hi to him, chugged my drink, and went out to the kitchen to get another. Meanwhile my pledge sister is telling me what a nice guy he is and yadda yadda...so I thought, OK, appearances aren't everything, I'll give this a go.
I tried my HARDEST to have a conversation with this guy. I kept asking all kinds of questions, and all I got were one-word answers. He didn't try to initiate any conversation at all or seem to even want to be there. After a while, I just said screw it, and decided to talk to all the other people at the party that I knew. About an hour later, my pledge sister told me "Jeff left!" I hadn't even noticed.
And as a side note, both my pledge sister and the pledge I mentioned were later terminated. The moral of the story is: don't mess up 33girl's blind date.