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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/12InchGypsy on 2026-02-07 15:36:07+00:00.
A friend of mine decided she was going to try and play matchmaker by setting me (26M) up with one of her buddies (28M). She got this idea because we're both gay and into rock climbing. She showed us pictures of eachother and we both liked what we saw. Cool, so I got this guy's Facebook from her and decided to chat with him.
Upon finding his Facebook profile, I was immediately overwhelmed. Dude looked like a 7/10 from the pics she showed me... on facebook he looked like a solid 10/10. I was like "man, this guy is smoking hot" and really I was kinda nervous to even message him. Eventually I got up the nerves to shoot him a DM... he responded quickly and we ended up talking about hobbies, work, etc.
Turns out the guy worked the same exact type of job I work and had almost the same hobbies. He was wayyy more into rock climbing than I was (and had even done some professional stuff) but I didn't mind, and actually hoped he'd help me get more into it. He was also a pretty musculsr/fit dude... I'm a lanky beanpole. We ended up talking for hours and planned a date for the next week. We decided on a rock-climbing date at the mountains. He wanted to go climb a small mountain nearby us. Cool, it was a climb I had done a bunch of times.
Only one problem... during the day of the date I started getting cold feet and decided I was going to drink to take the edge off. I'm not much of a drinker, and usually only will drink once or twice a year. I went to the gas station and got a case of sapporo beers. I drove to the area we were planning to meet at and drank about 4 of them. I then gargled some mouthwash. I genuinely don't know what I was thinking.
My date rolled in about 20 minutes later and we started talking. The chemistry in person was just as good as it was online, and the alcohol had definitely removed any anxiety/nervousness over the situation. I was tipsy but don't know if he noticed. He turned to me and said "You know. This climb is kinda basic... someone like you would probably be bored with it..." Being me and not knowing when to say no to something, I responded back like "Yeah this is a basic climb. I've done it a lot." This was my first mistake.
He cocked his head and said "Oh, let's go across the way then and do *insert name of much harder climb* I think you could handle it." I was already having trouble balancing (maybe I'm a lightweight ๐ ) but again... not knowing when to say no, I replied with "Sure! Let's go!"
We walked over there together and began scaling the side. This was a free climb. Holy crap. Everything was spinning around me. I felt like I was going to throw up any second from the alcohol. I kept climbing higher and higher and looking down and just telling myself "I'm at a height now where if I fall I could die... and I can barely balance... and if I fell I'd miss life so much." But I kept climbing, against my better judgement.
Because of the alcohol, I kept having to pause every few seconds to regain my footing... this led to my date sorta playfully teasing me like "Man, this climb is nothing! You're already winded?" I was burping up beer and trying to keep my senses and also talk to the guy and hold a good conversation at the same time. I felt like I was playing russian roulette in a cuban prison or something... we had gained some serious elevation and everything looked like an ant below us. My date was a bit ahead of me and I started oggling his butt too (๐ ) which probably made things even worse. Felt like I was playing 6 games at the same time.
I seriously thought I was going to wipe out and fall or throw up everywhere... but I finally got to the top... and just as I'm thinking "No way is this guy ever going to text me again after this... he thinks I'm out of shape..." He leans in and kisses me. "That was fun. The view from up here is great."
I laughed like a maniac, still feeling queasy and buzzed "Yeah, it really is."
I busted my ass 3 times just walking around on the plateau at the top of the mountain ๐คฃ. We sat up there until it got dark and then went down. We went to the desert, watched the stars, and talked about random shit.
TL;DR:
Got intimidated by a hot date and mixed alcohol with rock climbing. Had one of the scariest experiences of my life... but everything turned out alright!