Originally Posted by
Dan Druff
I was like two buildings down from Schaeffer exactly two weeks before she was murdered.
I was 17 years old at the time and had met a girl off a BBS, who lived there. Back then, you couldn't see anyone's pic, so meeting was a leap of faith.
At first it was a super-pleasant surprise. She was extremely hot, definitely the hottest girl I had met from that BBS -- even from going to the public meet-ups.
Unfortunately she was extremely bitchy and started laying into me in the middle of the date for being "too nice" (lol). I wasn't even being an asskisser or complimenting her, or anything like that. She just tried being bitchy to me as some kind of weird test, I didn't engage with her, and she took that as me being too nice, and got even bitchier.
Decided the whole thing was an incredible fail, dropped her back home after about 2 hours, and never called her again. She was totally different in person than on the phone, where she was nice and sweet.
Was actually the first bad first date of my life, so I took it pretty hard. All other first dates I had up until then were positive experiences, so I got to expect that as the norm.
Then 2 weeks later Schaeffer got murdered by that weirdo, and they showed the location, and I was like, "WTF I was just there 2 weeks ago!!"
I forgot about it fairly quickly, because I started talking to another girl from there about 4 days later, one whom I had met in person before at one of those parties, and that first date went really well.