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On the first date with a guy I'd been set up with - he got ARRESTED. On the date!!!
I have a serious sleeping disorder. My problem is not getting sleep but keeping awake. One time we went to a movie and I fell asleep. I was awakened by the guard. It turned out the movie house was already closed and everyone including my date already went home. She never talked to me again.
A girl i knew had a crush on me. We ended up talking a lot on the phone and via IMs. When it came time for the actual date, had nothing to say to each other. Talk about uncomfortable silences... Lesson learned, don't talk too much before actually meeting in person.
I ALSO had a bad date at a county fair! When we got there, his plan was to not pay and to instead jump the fence. Which he did... and then took off like a bat out of hell. Me, yeah, I jump it too because I'm trying to be all cool like him. But my style is to be casual so as to not cause suspicion. Of course I get caught. Do they open a gate for me somewhere and tell me to leave? Oh, hell no. They said 'Go back out the way you came.'
That's right. I had to climb BACK over the fence in front of them.
All along I had entrance money, enough for both of us, in my pocket. So I went to the pay booth and paid my way in. Never seen him the rest of the night. Took the bus home.
A guy once took me to a weekend fair with rides and carnival games. He told me he wanted to win a stuffed animal for me, so we went to the Stand the Bottle game. He tried over and over to win, and he wouldn't give up. After about an hour of this, he won the largest stuffed elephant I have ever seen! Then he wanted to go on all the rides, and I had to hold this huge bulky elephant the whole time. On our way back to the car, we ran into some friends of his. He stood there chatting away, and I'm still holding this massive pink elephant. Great date. I still ignore his calls.
I once went out with a guy who kept calling me Maria, although my name is Mary. I had to correct him several times! The next day, he sends me an email: "Thanks for a great time. Maria, I wanna see ya!" I guess he couldn't think of a rhyme for Mary.
We were in the same Public Policy class in graduate school, and we had been flirting all semester. I invited her to a political fundraiser in which my dad was being honored for his company's charitable work. It was a black tie affair, and she told me she had to make a stop on the way, so we would just meet at the dinner. In she walks, wearing jeans and a dirty tee shirt! She sat down at our table, amid uncomfortable stares. My parents wanted to kill me, but she didn't ever seem to notice! It was embarrassing, but funny too. I chose to laugh - what else could I do?
My worst date happened at a wedding reception where my girlfriend at the time got more intoxicated than usual. I stepped outside for a minute and came back in just in time to see her kissing another guy. How fortunate for them that I believe in nonviolence.
I sat down on an airplane next to this girl, and we started up a great conversation. I told her I was an engineer at Boeing, which isn't totally true, but I do work there. She was really impressed and we decided were going to get together when we got back to Seattle. Suddenly, the flight attendant came by, and said, "Sir, these seats are reserved for First Class passengers only. Please take a seat in the back." She made me move to the back of the plane, which was totally filled up, and didn't even let me get her phone number!
It was a first date, and we were walking to a really expensive restaurant, when I tripped on a grate in the sidewalk, twisted my ankle and my shoe got caught in the grate. I struggled to get it free and managed to yank it out, but without my 3" heel. So now I am hobbling with an amputated shoe, and feeling really stupid. When we entered the restaurant, my dress got caught in the hinge of the door and I hear a rip. This is how we entered: Me hobbling on uneven shoes with one high heel, my foot in pain, and the corner of my dress hanging down nearly to the floor. I should add that the food was great. He never called me again :(
We were at a Chinese restaurant and my date spilled Chinese red dipping sauce all over my ivory colored top. My face was as red as my blouse. I don't know what was more embarrassing - my outfit or him trying to wipe the sauce off of me.
I had been dating this guy for a few weeks, and he told me he wanted to cook dinner for me. When I arrived at his door, I could smell the most delicious aroma. Once inside, dinner was bubbling on the stove. I looked at the counter and saw... moldy pots and dishes! I was nauseated, but tried to look chilled. As he scooped some potatoes onto my plate, I saw a cockroach crawling across the floor. I started to gag! I didn't know what to do. At this point I was so grossed out I couldn't breathe. He asked me what is wrong and I didn't know what to say! I decided to pretend I saw a mouse... and he told me, "Oh, I know, I've been trying to catch that sucker for weeks." I turned green and told him I was feeling sick, and ran out of there. It took me...(read more)
I went out with what might be the most nervous guy on a date. The conversation was horribly awkward. The entire date, he kept staring at his hands. Every time I asked him something, he kept hesitating and answered in the briefest of answers. He kept speaking in vague generalities, like, "the weather is nice," or "do you like pasta"? When he turned around, I saw that he had written conversation points on his hands! The one that was missing was "Would you like me to take you home?" I had to start that topic on my own.
A friend of a friend invited me out to dinner, so I had him pick me up from work at 4:00. He asked me if I was hungry and I told him I was starving - I deliberately hadn't eaten lunch because of the early dinner plans we made. He said, okay, great, but on the way there, I just want to show you something really cool at this video game place. I said okay... and the next thing I know, he is totally absorbed in playing games. After about 45 minutes, I asked him if he was ready to go yet, and he said, "Definitely! Right after this game." Which turned into 14 more games, before I finally asked the staff to call me a cab. When I left the building, he still hadn't turned around to notice I wasn't there!
The worst date of my life lasted 5 years... :(
I was dating a girl once, when we went out on a really windy day. Suddenly a gust of wind blew a wig off of her head. She had barely any hair (apparently due to a rare disease) and always wore a wig. Later that day she admitted that she wore dentures. This was all in addition to the prosthetic leg that I already knew about.
For the sake of whomever ends up with this gal, I sure hope there are assembly instructions.
I went on my first and only blind date when i was 18. I was supposed to be meeting up with this school teacher who was a dirty blond and had perfect measurements. So when she rolled up to the Dunkin Donuts where I was to meet her, I about fell of my chair. Dirty blond, not. Perfect measurements, anything but. And facial hair to boot. WTF did i get myself into, I started to ask myself about 1000 times a second. So the next ? that ran thru my mind, was do I run, act like it's not me, or be polite and kind and face this disaster head on. Well if i ran, she would have known it was me, because i told her exactly what i looked like and what i was wearing, so that was out. The same went for playing it off like it was not me. So the only option I left...(read more)
This hapened when I lived in Maine; some friends invited me and this gal to their cabin deep in the Maine woods. We had a cookout and then as the sun slipped behind the horizon and lit the sky with its technicolor splendor, we took the canoes out on the lake. We were having a good conversation when she took out her compact and started touching up her make-up!!!!
I almost laughed! Here we were on a lake in the middle of the Maine woods and this gal is worried about her make-up! She didn't help paddle the canoe either - she just sat there.
Ok so we're getting to know each other and he asks me if I like chess. I said I don't know anything about the game. He then proceeds to describe a chess match he won in the most intricate, excruciating detail, PLAY BY PLAY!!! I repeated to him: I don't play chess. No matter. He went on and on until I thought I would die. This was the longest three hours of my life.
She is gorgeous, and I was so happy she agreed to go to a football game with me. When I came to pick her up, her mom asked me in and told me she would be ready in a moment. Out comes her little brother, and he says, "Are you Phil?"
I told him I was, so he said, "Oh, good! My sister is so excited to go with you to the game because she wants to get to meet your roommate. She said he's hot!"
I said I had to get something from the car and drove off as fast as I could.
I took out a girl once and as we drove the car started to smell of flatulence. I felt bad for her, but it really stunk. I turned on the A/C, but it just kept getting stronger and stronger. She was a nice girl, and I just assumed she was having stomach problems. Well, the date finally ended, but the car kept smelling, even after I took her home.
The next day, I opened the trunk and was greeted by an awful stench. There was an old rotting cantaloupe sitting there, stinking like an abandoned outhouse.
I didn't even bother trying to call her and explain.
So it turns out that the chick I was dating had an identical twin! It was April 1, and Barb sent Chloe out on our date instead. I was mortified and humiliated. Not cool. Barb and I fell in love, though, and I married her anyway. Still a horrible date, though!
On our date, she told me about the hard day she had, and that, out of frustration, she threw a glass pitcher at the wall, and how good she felt afterward. So i politely turned to her and said that she really shouldn't tell guys that on a date - it could scare them. She replied, "Oh, don't worry, I would never throw anything at YOU!" True story. Moral is: Buy plastic.
After the most treacherous evening, in which he labored over the most tedious of trivia, he says, "Let me ask you something: You're a psych major; why do you think I'm still not in a relationship?" I thought about telling him, but faked a headache instead and asked him to take me home.
He told me he would be late because he needed to help his mother. I was won over instantly by that! How sweet! Then he picked me up and spent the WHOLE entire night complaining what nerve his mother had to ask him for help when she knew he had a date. I tried to change the subject but he kept coming back to it. Weeeeeeeird.
He talked to me for 4 hours and didn't buy me a drink. He discussed his amazing prowess at penny-pinching. He was proud of his ingenuity in bringing me to a club with a nice view - "God's own free entertainment," he sighed, looking out the window scenery as my lips cracked with thirst. When we left, he led me to the BUS STOP! (No, that's not a typo) and stood there with me until the bus came. I had no money on me. He waved as I got on, but did not walk away. The driver held out his hand for the money. Date still stood there. I pretended to search through my purse while the bus pulled away, then explained to the driver what had happened. The driver had no sympathy, and pulled over at the next stop and told me to get off. I walked back...(read more)
Did you ever see that Seinfeld episode where Jerry's GF has "man hands"? Well the same thing happened to me last month. Hair on her knuckles and everything!
(Why does it seem that women have more bad experiences than men?)
I had asked out this attractive girl I met at a club. However, on our date, she barely took her finger out of her nose! On one of her many messages (which I did not return), she said that she hoped her nose-picking didn't turn me off and that it's something she does when she's really nervous.
I had been dating a guy for a few weeks when he got hurt playing basketball. On our next date, he had this huge disgusting scab on his cheek. The horrible part was that he couldn't stop picking it. I still don't know whether to call him again. Every time I think of him, I get nauseous.
When he was opening the door for me, I unintentionally swung around, causing my purse to whip him in the face. We spent 2 hours in the car outside my building, and I had to hold tissues to his tilted-back head.
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He took me to the laundromat! |
Need I say more? Ok, I will: He had skidmarks on his shorts. I took a cab home while he went to get change.
Well I should definitely win the gold for the "how I found this site" category:
My date took me to an internet cafe (!!!) and made me browse all kinds of random sites. And then he said, let's check out this "worst date" site. I sure hope he checks this page often...
He was perfect. He worked in the next office and always talked about his family (Grade Score: A+), which I took to mean he wasn't a creep. When he asked me out, I was exhilarated.
He opens the car door for me (Grade Score: A+), and there is... his MOTHER! (Grade Score: F)
I'm speechless.
She spent the entire evening dispensing advice about everything from my weight (!!!) to why she thought I'm still single.
Beware of family men!!!
All of my friends got married before me. In the middle of their Marital Bliss, they all decided that I should be as happy as they were. Sandy called to let me know that one of her clients was single and rich (she was doing financial planning, so she knew!). He had all of the qualifications that she "thought" I required, so we planned a double date. Even the company of two of my best friends couldn't mask the fact that he had acquired his wealth in the funeral business. Yeah, he was, is a mortician!!!!! Complete with comb-over and shiny out-of-style shoes, and a not so shiny personality. I am a girl who can make lemonade out of lemons, so I wanted the lowdown on the funeral business. But all he talked about all evening was duck hunting....(read more)
My friend Annie's friend Sonya invited her to go on a double date and she accepted. They were getting ready for their double date, talking about the prospective evening, where they were going to go, what they were going to do. The doorbell rang and they went to get the door. Guess who was there - two guys: Sonya's date and Annie's date, who was her... gynecologist! I guess there were no surprises that night :)
So halfway through our dinner at Outback Steakhouse, I see that my MOTHER is two tables over in hermetical lip-lock with some dude. I guess the bright side was that I got to taste my steak twice :/
I was set up with this really cute guy who had season tickets to the Yankees, so on our first date he took me to a game. Everything was going well, Yanks were up three points and we were really hitting it off. We had our beers in hand and were sharing an extra large nachos with all the trimmings, when all of a sudden the kiss-cam came on!!!! The cam zoomed in on us, and everyone in our box was cat-calling and whistling. I don't kiss on first dates, but I would have given him a peck on the cheek for the camera's sake. But he beat me to the chase - with a mouth full of nachos, and gave me a full open-mouthed kiss. I gagged and barfed immediately. And the camera caught all of this, and did playbacks every few minutes because the crowd thought it...(read more)
On a blind date last month, my date and I sat down next to two much older couples on a double date. Halfway through our meal, they look over at us and start telling us how cute of a couple we are. They even asked us when the wedding was (a word that's not even in my vocabulary)! I thought the situation was hysterical, but my date was mortified. It didn't work out, but it was definitely an experience to remember.
I met Sherry at the Dentist's office. A beautiful hygienist, I was psyched for our date. I picked her up and took her to San Pornadoze`s Mexican Restaurant. After an enjoyable meal, we went for a stroll on the boardwalk. That's when we ran into her husband - and her boyfriend. That made for a nice encounter. I left quickly - I figured, let the other two fight over who gets to drive her her home.
One time a guy told me he was taking me out on his new "yacht" he had just purchased. He was super excited about it and wouldn't stop talking about it. When we got to the water, he pulled out a beat up inflatable canoe from his trunk. He made me row to the middle of the ocean while he chilled out and said, "ahh, now this is the way it should be." Then he pulled out from his backpack a bag of cookies for him and a bag of celery for me. He said, "don't thank me, I know you ladies need to keep your tight figure, why do you think I'm making you row?" Needless to say, he had to swim back to shore.
I was on a date with a guy who recently got out of a two year relationship. He took me to an Italian restaurant, where I ordered Chicken Marcela. He commented that this was his ex's favorite dish! I found it a little awkward to mention his ex but I let it slide and soon we were both laughing and having a great time, or so I thought. Suddenly his laughter turned into sobbing - was he seriously crying? I asked him what was wrong and that's when he began to rehash the events that led up to his painful breakup. I asked him if he wanted to call it a night but he said he couldn't bare to be alone. But I made the decision to call it a night - I was not going spend the rest of the date as his shoulder to cry on.
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The Restroom's Worst Talent |
It wasn't so much "what she said" as much as "how loud she said it." Especially when she was singing to herself in the restroom. That's one Italian restaurant I can't go back to...
I knocked on the door a few times before it was answered by her mother or grandmother, I'm not sure which one, a sweet old lady, probably in her 70's. She told me to hold on just a moment, went back upstairs, came back and told me SHE was ready to go. Always ask the girl's age before going out on a blind date. Ahhhhhhhhhhh!
I took out this nice girl once, who insisted that she was a Kennedy for some reason randomly over and over throughout the night. And then when I took her home, she burst into tears, saying she couldn't live the lie anymore, and that she really was a Nixon. Needless to say, I got her checked back into the hospital as soon as possible
A buddy of mine told me he was set up on a date and it was a nightmare. She was coming out of a tough break-up and she kept calling my friend her ex's name. To make things worse, she had bad breath and was a close talker. They went to see a movie and he was so focused on trying to hold his breath, that he couldn't enjoy the movie. He ended cutting the date short by making up a story about a family emergency.
I was really looking forward meeting my blind date. When he showed up at my door step, I got a whiff of something nasty. He was very well dressed, but he had major BO. He seemed very nervous, maybe that's why he was sweating so bad. At the movies he tried to move his arm around my shoulders. The smell was horrible and could see the huge pit stains under his arms. I rushed to the bathroom and vomited. I was probably in there for 1 hour to pass the time. The date soon ended after that.
I awaited my blind date to find out he was my ex husband, obviously I didn't go. This may not be considered a worst date but it surely made me sick.
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Help, get me out of here! |
Another bad blind date: My friend told me she had a friend who was working for a dating service that just opened, and was looking for people, so they were giving out free memberships to women. (This was back in the 90's by the way , before online dating). So I figured, why not.... I only went on one date and that was enough for me! So not to sound shallow, but I was told that the guy I was meeting was an attractive lawyer and very successful - sounds good, so we talked on the phone and then picked a place to meet. First, he was about 40 minutes late , so I just went to the bar and had a drink. When I was about to leave, he showed up, and of course made a point to show me his new yellow corvette as if that was supposed to wow me. I wish I had...(read more)
I stepped out of the shower, and got
dressed with
excitement. This was going to be one great blind date. My cousin had
told me about this girl, and I had not heard a bad thing from anyone. I
know her older sister, and she is gorgeous. From what I had heard,
Stacy was even prettier. Looks aside, my cousin told me how she is
smart, funny, and can appreciate my twisted sense of humor. To
summarize: I was hyped.
I got into the car I had
rented, and drove to her house. Her mother opened the door and welcomed
me. They told me Stacy was still getting ready, but I should just make
myself comfortable for a few minutes until she was ready to leave. As I
sat down with the parents, I was increasingly impressed with their
warmth and friendliness....(read more)
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