Meeting Girlfriend's Dad. Tips?

HI all, pretty self-explainatory question. I'm going to meet my girlfriend's dad in a few weeks and to be honest, I'm pretty nervous. This is the first time I've actually met a girlfriend's dad. From what she's said, I have a feeling he won't like me.

He's a strong Christian. I'm Christian too but I don't practice as often. He's against tattoos and I have tattoos myself, some even on my arm but that can easily be solved with a long sleeve shirt but he'll eventually find out especially since I will be staying at their house for a few days (we live in different states). He's very protective of his daughter and I want to make a good impression and show him that I can be the guy for her.

So, any tips? Should I buy him something for when I first meet him? How should I dress? Would it be too much to also buy flowers when I show up? What should I talk about? Thanks y'all.


Most Helpful Girl

  • Don't buy him anything but if you're going for dinner then bring flowers for the mom... Don't wear a suit but don't wear sweatpants either. Tan pants and a blue button up is casual but classy. Or jeans and a nice sweater is a little more casual... Since you don't wanna look like a suck up the whole time.

    • Mom isn't in the picture. Thanks for the attire recommendations. That'll be easy to manage!

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    • Thanks for MHO! Hope it went well 😊

    • You're welcome! Not meeting him for another few weeks!

Most Helpful Guy

  • Just follow these simple rules and you'll be fine:

    Rule One:
    If you pull into my driveway and honk you’d better be delivering a package, because you’re sure not picking anything up.
    Rule Two:
    You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter’s body, I will remove them.
    Rule Three:
    I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don’t take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots.
    Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose his compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants three sizes too small, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your ass.
    Rule Four:
    I’m sure you’ve been told that in today’s world, sex without utilizing a “barrier method” of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate: When it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.
    Rule Five:
    It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is “early.”
    Rule Six:
    I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you bleed.
    Rule Seven:
    As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that cantake longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don’t you do something useful, like change the oil in my car and rotate the tires?

    • Cont.

      Rule Eight:
      The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka – zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.
      Rule Nine:
      Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daugh

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      daughter I am the all-knowing, all-seeing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not fuck with me.
      Rule Ten:
      Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a helo coming in over a Wadi near Baghdad. When my Gulf War Syndrome starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car – there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.

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What Girls Said 1

  • Just be respectful!


What Guys Said 1

  • Be socially intelligent. I know some people they will speak stupid things when he or she's too nervous in a conversation.


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