A woman named Lucy Klebanow revealed what it was like for her to go out on a date with Donald Trump back in the 1970s.
Klebanow tells the tale of how awkward the evening played out:
‘So I met a nice guy through friends at the bar and he asked me for my telephone number. He called me the next day and asked me out… I lived in a building with a doorman who called me on the house-phone to say my date was here. I locked and went downstairs expecting to see a guy standing out front with his hands in his pockets looking sheepish. Instead there was no one. Just a white Cadillac convertible. My date leaned over and said, “Hop in.”’
‘The check came but the restaurant didn’t take credit cards. My date couldn’t pay for the dinner. This was the first thing I could relate to all evening… [I] always had bad-date, worst-case-scenario, awkward-situation, get-home money. [Trump] was stunned and embarrassed. I said, “Let’s get aprons and do the dishes. It would be fun.” His face was horror-stricken. He was flustered. Relax, I have the money. Oh, thank God. He swore he’d pay me back tomorrow so many times that I thought it not likely. He never did.’
How does this story make you feel about the president-elect?