He was a friend of my roommates and I had met him briefly so I said yes to a date. We agreed to meet at his house, then go to dinner. When I got to his house, he answered the door in his robe (w his name embroidered on it) and I thought oh shit, but he said he was running late and was almost ready, then told me to find the bar next to the kitchen and make myself a drink while I wait. I wandered through his enormous house to find the bar and noticed several pictures on the walls of him hanging out with prominent figures in the Republican Party. He met me in the kitchen (now dressed) and led me to a sitting area on a porch and proceeded to grill me on my political beliefs... I loathe discussing politics and told him such. He said my roommate told him I go target shooting (I do) which means I must be pro gun and would make up for the fact that I was not a card carrying Republican. We went to dinner and it felt like a job interview. He was very interested to know what my credit score was. Got back to his place and I tried to leave saying I had to work early (I didn't) He said okay but he just wanted to show me something first. He led me to this rooftop balcony and brought out a 44 magnum. I was a bit freaked, but he had talked about his gun collection at dinner and i had acted interested. He then shot the gun into his pool below screaming I fucking love guns! I told him I had to go. He said okay, he just had to pee then he would walk me out. He went to the bathroom and walked out a couple of minutes later in the bathrobe, not tied, and naked underneath. I ran down the stairs and out the front door. He shouted to me from a balcony as I was walking to my car that I shouldn't leave because I had real potential. wtf.