Well, not only was the first date a 150bajillion% failure as he got wasted and neither of us had a way home and were stranded in the middle of nowhere at some seedy bar at 1:15am (long story short, I managed to get in touch with a friend to get us, super awkward), BUT he head butted me right at the bar, and his words before he did were, "You know, I'd really like to kiss you right now, but I don't want to do it in a place like this" (now mind you this was all slurred) and then all of a sudden BAM. Fucking hurt, I was like, WTF?
So yeah, rule of thumb: Bars are not the best place to find a relationship at.