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Omar: Junk in the Trunk
Hear from millionaire Omar about his Matchmaker experience! "Why the heck I would ever take a first date on a junk removal job?"
So I am the first and most likely the last guy to ever make his date "haul junk" on a TV dating show. OK I admit it was a big mistake, although the look on my date's face when I pulled up in a College Hunks Hauling Junk dump truck was kind of priceless. Rachel was a sweet girl and a great sport even though I may have "punked" her a bit. Let me first start off by trying to rationalize (with myself and everyone else) why the heck I would ever take a first date on a junk removal job.
What was I thinking?! OK, first off, I hate first dates. They suck. The same questions, the overall awkwardness, the canned laughter. They are ALWAYS the same. It feels like a job interview not a date. Second, I didn't want the girl to be wowed by me flaunting money or expensive things I wanted to really get to know her and have her get to know me. Third, if you can have fun with someone doing something that sucks like running errands or hauling junk then you can have fun doing anything. OK any girl reading this is probably rolling their eyes and saying, "You could still do all of that and NOT haul junk on a first date." I agree and it certainly backfired BUT what made me stubborn about the whole thing was trying to prove Patti wrong. From the second I mentioned my date idea she hated me. The more she hated on my idea the more I wanted to prove her wrong. She said I should do a hot air balloon ride, which I thought was the cheesiest date idea ever. But it turned out when I asked Rachel what her ideal date would have been she said "hot air balloon." D'oh! Patti is a master of her craft and I should have listened to her rather than be the stubborn guy that I can tend to be.
The mixer was probably the most fun experience of the show. I am used to going out to a bar and being one of many guys with only a limited number of girls to talk to. The mixer was the complete opposite. Over 25 girls surrounded Nick and me. I have NEVER been in a situation like that -- it was like a merry-go-round of females vying for our attention. It actually was a little overwhelming trying to pick a girl out of that many. I picked Rachel because she seemed very sincere and down to earth and she also seemed like she wouldn't walk out on me if I were to pick her up in a trash truck for our first date. The date started out pretty funny. Rachel was standing outside looking HOT in this sexy blue dress and heels. I pull up in my company's bright orange and green trash truck and her jaw dropped. I knew the date was doomed from the start when she slipped getting into the truck. I made Rachel put on the College Hunks Hauling Junk shirt and hat and told her we were going to go on a junk job. I specifically had told our call center reps not to book anything hard for the Los Angeles franchise that day. But I think someone wanted to throw me under the bus because the job was TERRIBLE. It was nasty carpet and renovation debris and this huge TV. At that point I realized two things: First, I made a huge mistake picking junk removal as the mega date idea. Second, I actually had to complete this horrible job. Patti was right.
All in all it was a fun experience and I got to learn a lot about myself. I thought I had game and could win a girl in ANY situation, but I guess my game is weaker than I thought! At the end of the day we met lots of cool people, Nick got a haircut (finally) and I fulfilled my dream of valeting a dump truck at a 5 star restaurant. I can't hide the fact that I love what I do and I love College Hunks Hauling Junk (www.1800JunkUSA.com) If there are any girls out there that want to go on a junk hauling date with me and at least pretend to like it LET ME KNOW! I still want to prove Patti wrong and show her that there is a girl out there that loves junk as much as I do. Call us at 1-800 Junk-USA or find me on twitter: twitter.com/omarjunkman.