Has Anyone Ever Told You that You Look Like Anne Hathaway??

Let me share another winner of a date. My sister-in-law set me up with this guy.  I can't remember where he lived but I was meeting him in Salt Lake City.  I hate to drive in rush hour traffic and I had the day off so I decided I would just go to the temple while I was up there and then meet him afterward.  We finalized everything and he was going to meet me at 5:30ish.  My session would be out at 5 giving me 30 minutes to put my bag in my car and change my shoes.
WRONG! My date got there early and was waiting just inside the door for me.  He had sent me a text letting me know he was there and that there were two guys on the couch and I would have to guess which one he was.  Little did he know I had already facebook stalked him.  Like I am going to go all the way up to Salt Lake without any idea who to look for.  Anyway, I "guessed" (which I hate!) and he proceeds to tell me that he is really glad I'm not an ugly girl.  because according to him, blind dates usually are and then you have to pretend to not be disappointed.  wow, thanks.  strike one.  Dude sounds shallow.
He then tells me we are going to go eat dinner and that we should probably just walk because it isn't very far.  Please remember that because he was early I didn't get to prep as well as I would have liked, which means I still have my temple bag slung over my shoulder, a purse, and I am wearing 3" heels.  But I used to dance in heels, I can handle a few blocks.  well, a few blocks turned into probably a few miles.  We walked from temple square all the way to the gateway mall, but not in a straight line.  he was looking for some crazy restaurant so we walked up and down several streets.  Several sketchy street.  Finally he finds where it SHOULD be.  But it's been closed.  He then says, "okay well I guess we can keep walking and find somewhere else"  NO! NO...I am done walking.  So I spied a Jason's Deli and said, "actually why don't we just eat there".  In a voice that meant "This is what we ARE doing".  which I never do- I think if a guy is paying he should pick the restaurant so that he is comfortable with the price range.  But at this point I was done caring about things like that.  

Over dinner he asked me if anyone had ever told me I look like Anne Hathaway.  NOPE.  cause I don't.  Also, I can't stand Anne Hathaway.  She might possibly be my least favorite actress...2nd only to Kristen Stewart.  Word of advice- before you tell someone they look like a celebrity-find out how they feel about said celebrity. 
After dinner I now get to trudge back to temple square in my heels. But this time I get to do it twice as fast because we are going to be late for the concert his ex-girlfriend's little sister is performing.  Awesome.  As we are walking out he says to me, "oh, have you had that bag this whole time?"  YES!!!  strike two- not observant or considerate.
We arrived just a minute or two late and found our seats. She sang her first song and for an opera singer she had a beautiful voice.  But I don't really love classical sopranos.  And to make it even better- it was ALL in Spanish.  Every song for the whole hour was in Spanish.  I took 3 yrs of Spanish in high school so I could pick up a few words here and there.  But spoken Spanish and sung Spanish are two different things.  Also, my date was  fluent in Spanish.  So he was enjoying the show!  I was SO bored and my feet felt like they needed to be amputated.  About half way through he leaned over to ask if I was enjoying the concert and told me how amazing this girl was and how great her older sister is. (Also he told me 3 more times during the concert that I looked like Anne Hathaway.)  Strike Three- talking repeatedly about an ex girlfriend. 

The show ended and he introduced me to her whole family and made me take a picture with them. Awkward. But the end is in sight. We start to head out and he says, "Do you want to go get dessert?".  Actually no I don't but how do you respond to that without being rude.  If I say no I might as well just say, "Actually I have had a horrible time with you tonight and I'd rather not extend it thank you."  Even I couldn't bring myself to do that.  I said the only thing I could.  "Sure, as long as I don't have to walk far"  What is another 20 minutes anyway.  Over dessert he told me two more times how much I look like Anne Hathaway.  okay seriously STOP!!!  I played the tired card- which was in fact true.  I was TIRED of being told I looked like Anne.  Also I was emotionally exhausted.  He walked me to my car, I drove home, and told my sister-in-law about this date.  She has not tried to set me up since.