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Is there a thread for this? Just for fun. Looking back as hindsight is 20/20, What sticks out as the worst/awkward/I can't believe they did/said that situations in dating you've experienced?

 

My worst..

 

I was on my 3rd date after seeing a guy for a month. He first comes over and brings me some food he cooked in an old bologna container (whatever cool thanks! - wait for it) Go out for sushi..came back to my house, we were getting intimate.. I go down on him and he smelled like straight bologna, and I thought omg... the food container, what'd he do stick his d*** in it? (BAD thoughts by now) he literally stuck it in me and didn't move, he takes it out, rolls over, lets out a huge fart and apologizes, now he has to use the bathroom... he was blowing up my toilet, he's literally in there moaning. He comes back and it was the most awkward situation ever. He leaves, i go in there the toilet is flooded and now my bathroom smells like bologna. I never called him again. I can understand we all get sick but jesus there was no coming back from this one.

 

GUEST FROM HELL- saw this guy for about a month, he ended up staying the weekend by me, I had to run over to my friends house really quick, he texts me "I'm cooking :)" I get home, he COOKED ONE STEAK AND OFFERED ME A BITE! WTF. Ok so I'm annoyed with him at this point and he's like "it's so great being here!" He goes upstairs AS I'M CLEANING UP HIS DISHES HE LEFT, hes laying in my bed I notice hes posting all over facebook, having conversations with women about work WHILE I'M CLEANING, I'm furious. So he gets up now as I'm ready for bed, he pops open my champagne and spills it everywhere. Dreading the next day I let him know I need to get going to bed as I work early tomorrow morning. He's like "I'm off tomorrow!" Ok good for you dude. So he stays.. I'm thinking he will leave when I leave, ok bye I have to go now and you need to too, as he's half asleep hes like "ok yeah I'm going I'm going" I can't call in, can't be late, dude is still there in my bed when I get home! NO NO NO. At least let the dogs out! WELL HE DID, IN MY HOUSE, AND ONE PEED ON MY BED. OMG. So I go in my room, there is JUNK FOOD ALL OVER MY BED, WTF!! CRACKER AND PRETZEL CRUMBS EVERYWHERE. DUDE ARE YOU SERIOUS?? Somehow he manages to stay another day, I'M SNOWED IN, THE GUY WOULDN'T HELP ME GET MY CAR UNSTUCK as hes laying in my bed, I leave and let him know on the phone "you need to leave right this very minute or I'm calling the police" I stalk my house and make sure he goes, he did shockingly and that was the end of that.

 

and this one isn't bad but it did me in

The cheap greek (no offense lol) - Picks me up to go to the auto show an hour away from me by the time were ready to go he's like" you want to grab something to eat and then you think you can take a cab back?" WTF?! I was like ill give you gas money I would have drove myself jeez! So he's like "no just pay for dinner" whoa whoa whoa.. that's like $100 at the place you want I'd rather take a cab! Hes like ok so we go where he wants, he asks to split the bill and he's like "can you throw in the tip with the gas money?" HOLY Hell people I need to be prepared for these things and YOU wanted to go eat in the first place. PLUS I bought the auto show tickets, UGH!!

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One of mine is I met a guy at a coffee shop for a first meet from OLD. About 5 minutes into the conversation a woman stops by and tells us how cute we look together and the man introduces her as his mother.

 

As few years ago I was hit on by a barely 18 year old guy still in high school. He asked me out and told me his mom could drive us. I'm in my 30s.

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Apols if anyone has read this before ...

 

I made contact with a guy via a dating website and he was insistent on taking me for a meal. I said I was happy with a coffee date but he insisted, and said he would book a room ( ? ) at a hotel in my area and we could meet for a meal.

 

He told me that he used to work with the USAF and was involved with top secret stuff in Area 51, and knew about UFOs etc.

 

I met him for the meal and he was awful. He didn't look too bad but talked at me all night about Area 51. He told me that it had been proved that there were holes in the earth near both the poles where these creatures gained access to the earth and walked about in suits and these were the ET that people reported seeing.

 

I realised after a while that he was a complete and utter nut-job and I couldn't wait to leave. Unfortunately there were some people I knew in the hotel having a meal and I was embarrassed beyond measure. :o

 

I learned a lesson - in future it was coffee dates only ! :)

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I'll share one from my high school days (so not serious dating) that was a bit bizarre and funny in retrospect. We were both 16, and part of our date included just walking around and talking, we walked behind a strip mall and it was at the top of a steep hill leading down to a busy highway. Well you know how when people are young and nervous, they try to come up with excuses to touch each other when they have crushes. His idea to initiate physical contact was to "teach me karate". I declined, but he insisted and proceeded to show me a "karate move" that ended with me being flipped over and tumbling down the hill and came short of flying into traffic by about 4 feet.

 

After that on dates I was just like okay I'm initiating the first hug, no more near death experiences.

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I think I never told anyone of my story but here you go:

 

Backstory:

 

My father left us when I was 13 years old. He went to his OW. Mom was crushed, and I saw her pain, I was crushed too. Mom finally told us the truth that my father's "business trips" every 2 weeks for 3 years was actually spent in the house of the OW and her 3 kids which is just 1 subdivision away from us. I was very angry. I was very close to him... I even adored him so much. I am his cupcake and he was my "Moonshine." He reached out to us, his kids, but I was too angry to relent. There was one time that he asked us to meet at a restaurant, and with the encouragement of my mom ("He's still your dad," she says) I went. Me and my sister were waiting in once of the cubicle watching a girl (who I learned was 11 years old at the time) playing in the "Fun Place" of Mcdonald's accompanied by her mother when my father went in. I was about to forgive and ran to him crying when suddenly the girl who's playing in the Fun Place beat me up to him screaming "Dad!!!" towards my dad. My world collapsed. I never felt such hatred and rage in my entire life. I was thinking, all those times when I was missing my father during his business trips, he was playing "Father" to someone else's kid. The betrayal was immense. I ran past him outside the front door, he screamed my name after me but I never looked back.

 

I never looked back for the next 10 years. I shunned him completely.

 

BACK TO THE TOPIC:

 

I was 23 when I met this guy. He was 26 years old (Let's call him Dave). He was a classmate of mine and for some reason, he was always looking at me. I find him cute, too. And developed a crush on him. We ended up dating, but I cannot commit since I have a very negative view about guys due to my father's betrayal, but yes, I was falling in love I guess. We dated/became friend for 3 months, he asked me to be official, I said no. Etc Etc. But one day, we are preparing to have a date lunch one saturday when his father called. There was an emergency at home. Concerned, I accompanied him to his home to check on what happened.

 

Lo and behold. His father was actually my father. Dave was one of my Father's stepchildren. Imagine the shock.

 

I ghosted Dave and never talked to him again.....

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I think I never told anyone of my story but here you go:

 

Backstory:

 

My father left us when I was 13 years old. He went to his OW. Mom was crushed, and I saw her pain, I was crushed too. Mom finally told us the truth that my father's "business trips" every 2 weeks for 3 years was actually spent in the house of the OW and her 3 kids which is just 1 subdivision away from us. I was very angry. I was very close to him... I even adored him so much. I am his cupcake and he was my "Moonshine." He reached out to us, his kids, but I was too angry to relent. There was one time that he asked us to meet at a restaurant, and with the encouragement of my mom ("He's still your dad," she says) I went. Me and my sister were waiting in once of the cubicle watching a girl (who I learned was 11 years old at the time) playing in the "Fun Place" of Mcdonald's accompanied by her mother when my father went in. I was about to forgive and ran to him crying when suddenly the girl who's playing in the Fun Place beat me up to him screaming "Dad!!!" towards my dad. My world collapsed. I never felt such hatred and rage in my entire life. I was thinking, all those times when I was missing my father during his business trips, he was playing "Father" to someone else's kid. The betrayal was immense. I ran past him outside the front door, he screamed my name after me but I never looked back.

 

I never looked back for the next 10 years. I shunned him completely.

 

BACK TO THE TOPIC:

 

I was 23 when I met this guy. He was 26 years old (Let's call him Dave). He was a classmate of mine and for some reason, he was always looking at me. I find him cute, too. And developed a crush on him. We ended up dating, but I cannot commit since I have a very negative view about guys due to my father's betrayal, but yes, I was falling in love I guess. We dated/became friend for 3 months, he asked me to be official, I said no. Etc Etc. But one day, we are preparing to have a date lunch one saturday when his father called. There was an emergency at home. Concerned, I accompanied him to his home to check on what happened.

 

Lo and behold. His father was actually my father. Dave was one of my Father's stepchildren. Imagine the shock.

 

I ghosted Dave and never talked to him again.....

 

Oh my goodness I am at a loss for words. This sounds like it could be a movie. How heartbreaking I'm so sorry.

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I think I never told anyone of my story but here you go:

 

Backstory:

 

My father left us when I was 13 years old. He went to his OW. Mom was crushed, and I saw her pain, I was crushed too. Mom finally told us the truth that my father's "business trips" every 2 weeks for 3 years was actually spent in the house of the OW and her 3 kids which is just 1 subdivision away from us. I was very angry. I was very close to him... I even adored him so much. I am his cupcake and he was my "Moonshine." He reached out to us, his kids, but I was too angry to relent. There was one time that he asked us to meet at a restaurant, and with the encouragement of my mom ("He's still your dad," she says) I went. Me and my sister were waiting in once of the cubicle watching a girl (who I learned was 11 years old at the time) playing in the "Fun Place" of Mcdonald's accompanied by her mother when my father went in. I was about to forgive and ran to him crying when suddenly the girl who's playing in the Fun Place beat me up to him screaming "Dad!!!" towards my dad. My world collapsed. I never felt such hatred and rage in my entire life. I was thinking, all those times when I was missing my father during his business trips, he was playing "Father" to someone else's kid. The betrayal was immense. I ran past him outside the front door, he screamed my name after me but I never looked back.

 

I never looked back for the next 10 years. I shunned him completely.

 

BACK TO THE TOPIC:

 

I was 23 when I met this guy. He was 26 years old (Let's call him Dave). He was a classmate of mine and for some reason, he was always looking at me. I find him cute, too. And developed a crush on him. We ended up dating, but I cannot commit since I have a very negative view about guys due to my father's betrayal, but yes, I was falling in love I guess. We dated/became friend for 3 months, he asked me to be official, I said no. Etc Etc. But one day, we are preparing to have a date lunch one saturday when his father called. There was an emergency at home. Concerned, I accompanied him to his home to check on what happened.

 

Lo and behold. His father was actually my father. Dave was one of my Father's stepchildren. Imagine the shock.

 

I ghosted Dave and never talked to him again.....

 

Wow, that is shocking! I can't even imagine... :(

 

I am sorry you had to experience the pain of this kind of betrayal. It must have been awful for you :(

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Oh my god.

 

I had it pretty good compared to you guys.

 

I was naive and asked for a dinner date with someone with 1 picture on their OLD profile and I barely exchanged messages with her.

 

I literally had nothing in common with her. I was pleasant and friendly, but the whole time I just wanted to go home. I ate as fast as I could and just couldn't wait to get it over with as soon as possible. She texted me how she had a good time and hoped to see me again but I declined.

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Oh my goodness I am at a loss for words. This sounds like it could be a movie. How heartbreaking I'm so sorry.

 

Wow, that is shocking! I can't even imagine... :(

 

I am sorry you had to experience the pain of this kind of betrayal. It must have been awful for you :(

 

Well, that's life. There's a lot more on my story, honestly. I'll make a proper thread for it one day. But I guess one of the reasons why I shared my story is for people here to understand what Infidelity can do to a family. I am shocked that threads like "Does Infidelity affect Children?" pops in this forum. I am not angry but more like surprised that some people genuinely doesn't know the answer.

 

Like I said in one of these threads, children will be affected negatively one way or another, depending on the changes in dynamics etc etc. I had a good relationship with my father pre-affair. He used to tuck me at night and tells me a local story over and over again every night. Same story. So imagine the pain when I realized that will never happen again. I wonder if he did that to his OW's kids... Do I even have the right to be envious, jealous, angry? It's sad that the first man who betrayed me like that is my own father, the very person I thought would be overprotective of my feelings.. Oh well... you win some you lose some.

 

Anyway, these are all in the past. At least, those people who follow my post can understand why I am very, very scared to be vulnerable, to trust, to commit, to give myself like that. My very foundation has been shattered. People say that Therapy will do wonders. Maybe. But there are scars in our soul that no matter what we do, it will never heal.

 

It will never heal.

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