Tell us your worst date ever

[AliOop]

This is painful to recall, but here it is......

 

 

Met a man of 64 on OLD (I'm 51 at that time). We seemed to have things in common and even though he always replied with all capital letters as though he were yelling at me I thought, "give it a chance. how bad could it be?"

 

 

We agreed to meet at a nice bar near my place. When I walked in and approached him, he looked angry. I introduced myself and he would barely look at me, just muttered, "get a drink." I was dumbfounded by his behaviour and reacted by NOT reacting (stepford wife mode). I tried to make conversation but he was silently hostile.

 

 

After 5 minutes of (blissful? LOL) togetherness he said, "we are not a match. I'm leaving. I have no intention of spending money on you." I stood up and left.

 

 

The next morning he was in my inbox and said that he left because my photos were not current. They were 2 months old. They were face and full body. I felt like to ugliest woman on the face of the earth for a good while after that and hated myself for letting some ****head get to me in that way.

 

 

He sent another email a week later demanding to know "why do so many women do this?" What an absolute horror of a person - I wished there was a way to let women he hadn't yet met know what they'd be getting.

 

 

The funniest part is that he listed his body type as slender - guess he forgot about the bowling ball hanging over his belt.

 

 

I'm now going to pour a big glass of scotch and forget that it ever happened.

[d0nnivain]

Sorry that probably would have read better if I rephrased... so tell me again why did you go on that date??

 

I went on the date because until I met him in person I didn't know the bad stuff. We met on OLD (eHarmony). It was my very first OLD date. We had similar educations. We talked on the phone. He was interesting, charming & engaging. We even spoke a bit about work. He proposed the meeting. He lives in NYC so doesn't drive because there is no good place to park & public transportation is better.

 

We picked a spot to meet about 50 minutes from my home, 20 minutes from his office & probably 75 minutes from his home. He offered dinner: I countered that the advice sites recommend just coffee. He said it was the end of the day & we'd both be hungry so actual food would be better. Based on his comment that we could turn it into a work conversation if the romance part didn't click, it seemed OK.

 

Until I met him in person I didn't know it was an out of date photo. I was naive & didn't think about the ramifications of him not having more than 1 photo. My naivety also precluded me from realizing that somebody who was that good of a catch on paper -- good job, well educated, seemingly charming -- but who had never been married was a yellow flag. I chalked it up to being married to his career & overlooked it.

 

Until we met in person I didn't know about the walker or the cigarettes (that was my fault because I didn't ask 1st)

 

When we were talking about logistics he mentioned grabbing a drink while waiting for our table. I explained I didn't drink when I had to drive so I'd be having a soda. I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable about my choice. He said he didn't drink. Frankly I didn't care one way or the other but was off put by 4 martinis since he'd said he didn't drink.

 

I had already known before we sat down to dinner that this wasn't working for me. I kept unrealistically hoping it would get better & I didn't want to be rude. When he made that comment about his personal goals, I practically wanted to jump out of my car. Again I drove him to the train station because it was raining & he had a walker. I couldn't let him walk 10 blocks in that downpour. He had a kind heart & I could see his intellectual mind on the work side but he was socially inept. That's no reason to be cruel.

 

I also hadn't really dated as an adult. I had a LTR in grad school; lived with another guy for almost 10 years; & was just getting out of a 2+ year relationship with a guy I had gone to high school with. I literally had no idea how to date as an adult outside of academia because at 36 I had never done it before.

[d0nnivain]

AliOop -- He sounds awful. No wonder he's alone.

[AliOop]

This is painful to recall, but here it is......

 

 

Met a man of 64 on OLD (I'm 51 at that time). We seemed to have things in common and even though he always replied with all capital letters as though he were yelling at me I thought, "give it a chance. how bad could it be?"

 

 

We agreed to meet at a nice bar near my place. When I walked in and approached him, he looked angry. I introduced myself and he would barely look at me, just muttered, "get a drink." I was dumbfounded by his behaviour and reacted by NOT reacting (stepford wife mode). I tried to make conversation but he was silently hostile.

 

 

After 5 minutes of (blissful? LOL) togetherness he said, "we are not a match. I'm leaving. I have no intention of spending money on you." I stood up and left.

 

 

The next morning he was in my inbox and said that he left because my photos were not current. They were 2 months old. They were face and full body. I felt like to ugliest woman on the face of the earth for a good while after that and hated myself for letting some ****head get to me in that way.

 

 

He sent another email a week later demanding to know "why do so many women do this?" What an absolute horror of a person - I wished there was a way to let women he hadn't yet met know what they'd be getting.

 

 

The funniest part is that he listed his body type as slender - guess he forgot about the bowling ball hanging over his belt.

 

 

I'm now going to pour a big glass of scotch and forget that it ever happened.

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[AliOop]

sorry about the double post, hence the "oops" in my name

[me85]

Oh, and I also want to add that when some of my dates showed up late, it irked me. However, being late, not opening doors and walking ahead of me are really all just bad first impressions...not bad dates. But those things do tell me a lot about the guy.

 

I'm going to be a lady...I'm not going to get sloppy drunk and barf on you...I'm going to have manners and respect...even if you're a total jerk off. If that's the case, I'll simply just get up from the table and leave.

 

End. Of. Date.

Edited September 15, 2014 by me85

[Phoe]

So, this is probably gonna sound crazy.

 

I've been on 6 first dates. They all went well. I have never been on a bad date.

 

Crazy right!?!

[me85]

So, this is probably gonna sound crazy.

 

I've been on 6 first dates. They all went well. I have never been on a bad date.

 

Crazy right!?!

 

Not crazy, I can only recall one and it wasn't even my date who was bad...it was the friends and family of his who he took me around and introduced me to...they're the ones that made it very awkward and uncomfortable for me, not my date!

[Fondue]

So, this is probably gonna sound crazy.

 

I've been on 6 first dates. They all went well. I have never been on a bad date.

 

Crazy right!?!

 

I think you and I are from a different planet.

 

I've never had a bad date. There were just dates that didn't go as well as others.

 

I think the WORST date I've been was probably the one where we had least in common and conflicting ideologies. We both left it at that. That we're just not compatible. We graciously said our goodbyes and never contacted each other. It was polite/courteous and without a hint of animosity. Just mutual respect.

[WhatIsLove2014]

I haven't had a horrible date but I did go and hang out with this guy back when I was like 18 and he basically sat there and rolled weed and played the game after about 20 mins I had my friend call me to get me out of there.

[Mrin]

Okay here is another gem. This was actually a first date. OLD. Got along great on the phone. Good on paper. Like her pics. Showed up and the pics were definitely off. She was not slender but about 30 pounds above average. We were having lunch at a nice bistro by a river. There was a short foulup when we were waiting for our table.

 

As soon as we were seated, the lady looked over at me and said (rather loudly), "that hostess was a c*nt!". Yup! Full on C U Next Tuesday. Turns out she had a perma "outside voice" - if outside was the middle of a war zone. She was in full on roar mode the entire meal and had the mouth of a sailor. F this. F that. That "Fing c**ksu**ing mother****ing a*sh*l*" - referring to her brother. At one point I was waiting for the hidden cameras to come out thinking I had been punked. I ate my BLT in record time, handed $40 to the waitress without even looking at the check and got out of there in under 30 minutes

Edited September 15, 2014 by Mrin

[Atticus9292012]

I have had a few not so great dates, but only 2 that were cringeworthy. They were both bad for the same reasons: bad teeth and bad personal hygiene.

 

The first guy was my first OLD experience. We talked for weeks before meeting and had a lot in common. I was really excited about it. There were signs though. He had no pictures of him smiling and there were only two on his profile. I meet him and his teeth were disgusting. His hair was really greasy, his nails were really long and it was obvious his hands were dirty. We went to lunch and I could barely eat my meal. He was so gross. Not to mention he was 50 pounds heavier than his photos. I was honestly disappointed, because he seemed like a good guy, but I can't do poor hygiene. I'm also a very active person and I like that in a mate.

 

The 2nd wasn't much different than the first as far as hygiene and teeth. He just couldn't make conversation. He literally just sat there and loudly blurted out things just to impress me or try to get me to laugh. It was painfully awkward and was honestly annoying. I tried to make conversation, but it was just not happening. It just wasn't like that when we talked on the phone. He also only had 2 pictures.

 

Both were learning experiences for sure.

[BeholdtheMan]

When I dropped her off she tried to kiss me and invite me in...

 

lets say I disappeared afterwards

 

Your penis disappeared into her vagina I presume

[cluelessme]

I personally never had a bad first date. But I will say the girl probably did once. It was a girl from school that I would talk to occasionally, I just picked her up one night, and I banged her. Didn't speak to her again. I was in high school at the time. I don't even think this qualifies as a date though.

[mightycpa]

Your penis disappeared into her vagina I presume

 

And emerged from the other side? like a black hole, almost.

[Mrin]

Ok this is my last gem and it is just a weird 2nd date.

 

Met a woman via OLD. Tons of sexual chemistry. Kept it all above board. Didn't even kiss her when I walked her back to her car but you could cut the tension with a knife. I went out of town and she asked if I would come see her at her place the night I got back in. I was like, sure! I roll up to her place around 9pm. Nice place. She opens the door and invites me in. I give her a hug and start to say something and she says...

 

"sshhhhhhhhh, my kids are asleep upstairs"

 

Two kids. 6 and 8. I knew she had kids but I figured they were away lest she wouldn't invite a virtual stranger (man) into her home. I was all sorts of creeped out and left after 15 minutes of banal chitchat in her kitchen over a strong glass of water.

 

The End.

[xXMarlboro_ManXx]

I meet this girl on OLD (this seems to be a trend) , as a first date we decided to meet a diner on her side of town. I walk in I see her sitting at a table already she looks good just like her profile but once she started talking I was immediately put off by her accent/dialect. That was very shallow of me but it was how I felt but I didn't see it as a deal breaker or anything.

 

As we awkwardly talked over diner she mentions to me how her ex fiance cheated on her with her best friend, how none of her friends hang out with her unless she has money to spend and how two of her brothers are in jail for drugs. And she also had to mention that her best friend said the sex with her ex fiance was great and she didn't think he was that good and how she could basically never trust any man again after what happened to her.

 

I asked for a check as soon as possible, paid for it and as we were leaving we ended up making some small talk in the parking lot as we left. For some reason she got the impression that I wanted to hang out again and suggested we do something on the weekend but I made it clear that I had plans and I wasn't interested.

[longjohn]

Mine had to be the lady I met from OLD. She was short, very pretty and seemed really nice all round. If it's too good to be true it usually is. We get to the place, order up some food and we're talking but I notice something is up with her. I thought nerves maybe. She gets a phone call and suddenly leaves. She comes back in tears a few minutes later so I ask what's wrong. She tells me "my boyfriend...blah, blah, blah.." my mind went blank I wasn't happy. I'd decided there and then that was the last I'd be seeing this arsehole. Food hadn't arrived and since I'd ordered it and was paying for it I was going to eat it too. I told her it was a waste of my time to see a woman with a boyfriend. She explained she just wanted to meet friends.. yes from a dating site? I told her no you date on a dating site you don't meet friends and you don't use other men to make your boyfriend jealous. Told her I'd take her back to her place once I was done eating or she was free to make other arrangements to get herself home.

[browneyes88]

OK, I have one, but I'll warn you, it's pretty gross.

 

I was on a second date with a guy I had hit it off with pretty well so far. We had kissed on the first date, and a couple times on the second, and then, we went back to his apartment. We were there maybe 2 minutes and then, it happened. Whatever I ate that night had a bad effect on me. I felt the urge to "go" and by "go" I mean, #2. Crap. Poop. Whatever.

 

Now, I'm usually pretty nonchalant about that. If I have to go, I excuse myself and go, and don't make a bit deal of it, I'm not one of these "ohmygodicantpoopataguysplace" type girls.

 

This is where it got ugly, though. I clogged his toilet. What seemed like 200 gallons of brown water ran out all over the small bathroom floor and onto his white carpeting in the hallway. Before I even got myself cleaned up, I heard him scream outside "what the f*** did you do? Did you just sh*t on my carpet"?

 

I did my best to clean it up, and he said it was OK after that, but he never called me again. Honestly, I'm not sure if it was because I grossed him out, or he assumed I wouldn't want to see him again.

[Mizz Layta]

I've never had a really bad date... but the girls I dated? I KNOW they had bad dates with me.

 

One, for example, was a girl I went to high school with. She ended up being divorced, and a mother of 5. I ran into her at the grocery store when visiting my parents, and we exchanged numbers. I never thought anything would come of it. Her ex had the kids one weekend, she called me, and my girlfriend was busy that weekend (yeah, yeah, I know) , so I took her to my beach house. I shared the beach house with a few other people over the summer.

 

We had a great time. We danced and partied and she could drink like a fish, and she was totally into me. We went back to my place, and as she went to the bathroom. While she was in there, I rifled through the purse and found birth control pills! Bingo!

 

Half the night, unprotected! It was great.

 

So the next morning, we have one more quickie, and then we started talking. I confessed to looking through the purse, and she explained to me that she didn't have a purse, and she was not on any kind of birth control!

 

OH NO!

 

I freaked out, as you can imagine. She assured me everything would be ok, but I wasn't hearing it. I explained to her that I certainly didn't want to become the father of her 6th child, that it was a one weekend thing and that my girlfriend wouldn't want me to date her. She said "Your GIRLFRIEND? You never said you had a girlfriend!" We then proceeded to have a frank discussion about the finer points of single men dating women with 5 kids, and long story short, that was our last date. I kept in touch with her just long enough to find out she wasn't pregnant.

 

I haven't seen her at a reunion yet, and we've had 4 of them since that summer. No doubt she doesn't think too highly of me, but still, I can't help but think that I got lucky.

 

That was probably my worst date ever, and in the whole scheme of things, I'd say that's not too bad, considering how it came out... But her date? Oh, I can't imagine how badly I must have made her feel.

 

I'm sorry Meg.

 

 

I hope you get tested after that.If a women lets you go bareback the first time you sleep together it means she also let other man bang her without protection. Pregnancy is not the only thing you should be concerned about

[mightycpa]

I hope you get tested after that.If a women lets you go bareback the first time you sleep together it means she also let other man bang her without protection. Pregnancy is not the only thing you should be concerned about

 

Nah, that was years ago, when I was still a young Adonis. There were no such things as STD's back then (like probably when your parents were still banging everybody in sight (I know, ugh, right?)), and bareback was how we did it, or at least how I always did it. You know, we did everything dangerously back then, no bike helmets, no knee protection, no seatbelts and definitely no sheathing on the equipment. But you're probably right about one thing. She probably did do it with other guys. And I thought it was just me!

 

You've burst my bubble!

[Supernatural]

OK, I have one, but I'll warn you, it's pretty gross.

 

I was on a second date with a guy I had hit it off with pretty well so far. We had kissed on the first date, and a couple times on the second, and then, we went back to his apartment. We were there maybe 2 minutes and then, it happened. Whatever I ate that night had a bad effect on me. I felt the urge to "go" and by "go" I mean, #2. Crap. Poop. Whatever.

 

Now, I'm usually pretty nonchalant about that. If I have to go, I excuse myself and go, and don't make a bit deal of it, I'm not one of these "ohmygodicantpoopataguysplace" type girls.

 

This is where it got ugly, though. I clogged his toilet. What seemed like 200 gallons of brown water ran out all over the small bathroom floor and onto his white carpeting in the hallway. Before I even got myself cleaned up, I heard him scream outside "what the f*** did you do? Did you just sh*t on my carpet"?

 

I did my best to clean it up, and he said it was OK after that, but he never called me again. Honestly, I'm not sure if it was because I grossed him out, or he assumed I wouldn't want to see him again.

 

That's disgusting! Hahahah....Ohhhh "Brown"eyes. That would be SO awkward.

 

I could only imagine his face after seeing a growing brown spot on his freshly cleaned white carpet. Hahah

[gaius]

I'm pretty good at screening out the bad ones before I even go on a first date so I'll just have to say the worst have been the ones where the relationship is grinding to an end so they don't want to have sex with you anymore. You usually still get some kind of action though so it's not totally terrible.

[Mizz Layta]

Nah, that was years ago, when I was still a young Adonis. There were no such things as STD's back then (like probably when your parents were still banging everybody in sight (I know, ugh, right?)), and bareback was how we did it, or at least how I always did it. You know, we did everything dangerously back then, no bike helmets, no knee protection, no seatbelts and definitely no sheathing on the equipment. But you're probably right about one thing. She probably did do it with other guys. And I thought it was just me!

 

You've burst my bubble!

 

 

Oh I see, now its different in this day of age .I am no saint myself.It would be nice if there was no such thing as stds

Edited September 20, 2014 by Mizz Layta

[Jules Dash]

OK, I have one, but I'll warn you, it's pretty gross.

 

I was on a second date with a guy I had hit it off with pretty well so far. We had kissed on the first date, and a couple times on the second, and then, we went back to his apartment. We were there maybe 2 minutes and then, it happened. Whatever I ate that night had a bad effect on me. I felt the urge to "go" and by "go" I mean, #2. Crap. Poop. Whatever.

 

Now, I'm usually pretty nonchalant about that. If I have to go, I excuse myself and go, and don't make a bit deal of it, I'm not one of these "ohmygodicantpoopataguysplace" type girls.

 

This is where it got ugly, though. I clogged his toilet. What seemed like 200 gallons of brown water ran out all over the small bathroom floor and onto his white carpeting in the hallway. Before I even got myself cleaned up, I heard him scream outside "what the f*** did you do? Did you just sh*t on my carpet"?

 

I did my best to clean it up, and he said it was OK after that, but he never called me again. Honestly, I'm not sure if it was because I grossed him out, or he assumed I wouldn't want to see him again.

 

 

This is absolutely hilarious! It should have been a scene in a romantic comedy. I think Ben Stiller already stole it.