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My date and I ended up having a good time, although I found out later I stunk to high heaven. By the end of the night I had bruises all over my face and a black eye. Probably the worst part of the date was halfway through dinner when he told me that he spent time in jail for a felony charge.
Freakin' serious? Then we went across the street to a bar where he totally ignored me and started talking to a guy about baseball. So I grabbed my keys and said, 'I've got to use the bathroom, I'll be right back,' and Irish goodbye'd him. The next day he texted me, 'I had fun. We should go out again sometime. We had literally just shut the front door when we heard a loud thud.
We looked at each other and realized that the man we had just seen staggering down the sidewalk moments before had been hit by a car. I ran, without thinking, to the man in the street while my date called By the end of the night my heels were coated in blood, my hair was a mess it was sleetingand my pant legs were soaked.
Before I could excuse myself, he asked me loudly about what my kinks were in bed, and eventually offered to cast me in a live theater-style sex show he was directing. Needless to say, I never called him back. He smelled like actual poop. Not to mention we were in a small Thai restaurant and he was speaking really loudly and using foul language.
And after all of that, he wanted to kiss me and asked me to go out again. Suddenly, one of his goats started giving birth, so he ran to the barn and I followed. He proceeded to go arms deep into this goat and turned around to say, 'You want in on this? He then showered while I awkwardly chatted with his parents.
I end it early and decide he's a dud. He says he had a nice time and asks when we'll get together again- maybe at his office this time. I say work picked up Yay passive agression! Next day, he texts me: "it was great to meet you.
I still think I can help you out. When you decide on a plan that's right for you, give me a call. We had taken a cab to a really random part of Brooklyn, kinda far from the subway. I closed the taxi door and while it drove off into the night I looked up and had a moment of recognition.
I gave it every opportunity to not be the same place, but yeah, totally the same. Right down to the Union Jack flag acting as a door to one of the bedrooms, which when I was 24 was semi acceptable. At The first roommate being 28, less acceptable.
The second roommate had a door though. Was living in a smallish town where if you wanted to date, well, beggers can't be choosers. I was set up with this hockey bro who was pretty popular in town, but god I can't comprehend why. It was basically like talking to Ryan Lochte.
And I wasn't any better. I had just read a really good book on the Vietnam War, and raved about it, chapter by chapter, for the duration of our second date. Ugh, cringe. He could not have been any more bored.
So yes, here we were, two people who wanted things to work out, but goddamn were we ever oil and water. One night we drove into the city, I thought tonight's the night, so I wore a bra that was pretty but massively uncomfortable.
We're at a restaurant, I am totally changing my game and letting him do all the talking what there was of itand basically just fawned over him all night. I leaned forward, felt a sharp twinge, but ignored it. Eventually my side felt cold, and I noticed his sentences getting even more slower amazingly enough and him just looking very awkward.
I look down, and the right side of my blouse is seeping with blood. Hockey bro had just watched in awkward silence for however long as strips of blood formed around his date's ribcage, and didn't say one word. The underwire of this motherfucking expensive bra snapped at such an angle that it pierced my skin. It didn't hurt, but just bled like the dickens. I have no idea how it drew the amount of blood that it did. It looked like I had been knifed. I kept laughing it off, and was making jokes, desperately hoping someone would laugh along.
Just horrified, awkward stares. I had to take the underwire out in the bathroom, so I exited the restaurant with clumps of bloody paper towels and two very differently supported boobs.
I'm a keeper. Hockey bro drives me to the medical centre, says he's parking the car He later said he came back but couldn't find me in the waiting room. Bullshit buddy. So a few hours later, I'm bandaged up after a whopping one stitch, didn't own a cellphone so I'm in the waiting room by the pay phone flipping through the white pages wondering who on earth am I going to call, still in my bloody shirt with injured people giving me weirded-out side glances, and this guy offers to let me use Google Maps on his smartphone.
I had one friend in the city, and I knew where she lived from visiting before but I didn't know her number offhand, so I was just hoping she'd let me crash at her place for the night.
I write down the Google Maps route, and I run out to catch the last bus of the evening. I catch it, fortunately, Thank god I had change that night, I never doand I get off at the right stop and walk the rest if the way. It's in the suburbs on the edge of the city. So I'm walking, walking, walking, all the streets look safe, but then the streetlights appear less and less and suddenly I'm really at the edge of the urbanized city.
What I didn't know, beforehand, was that Google Maps will use trails and pathways and all kind's of nature's little shortcuts as a route option. So here I am, at like 1 AM, walking through this pitch-black HIKING TRAIL through the woods, and we're talking about a relatively underdeveloped part of Canada with just the moon, the stars, and surprisingly bright-white plane contrails for light, hyperventilating thinking "this is how women get murdered, this is how women get murdered".
I had a pen out for protection, using my other hand to cup my boob because for me it hurts a bit when it's not supported. I have never in all my life been more alert and tense until that walk. I see some lights in the distance, and that's when I notice all the jackrabbits. There are tons and tons of jackrabbits. And I immediately get ten times more nervous because where there's jackrabbits, there's coyotes. And right when I thought "coyote", I heard a whine.
About 15 feet away from me in the brush. I knew that there were houses under the hills, but that whine sure as fuck sounded right there. It was so comical.
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The timing was movie-perfect. I immediately sprint like a bat out of hell, towards the lights. And I'm no runner, so my wee little heart is just givin 'er. I broke through the trees, and up ahead amid darkened auto shop buildings and industrial factories, was the beaming glow of a 24 Hour Tim Horton's.
And then it was funny. All of it, the whole night, was just hysterical to me. I stumbled inside, the poor cashiers just blinked at me, I looked like I had been assaulted and left for dead. I straightened myself out, told the story, and we all had a good laugh. I ended up staying most of the night, sipping hot chocolate, totally unwilling to go outside again.
One of the girls hung out with me on her break and we got chummy, both being the same age and both sort of depressed about fucking up our lives and feeling apathetic about our futures, and in the morning she and her mom drove me all the way back to my town. Oh my god, honestly if anything had happened to her the mom should have been charged.
Did she say why she couldn't take her with them? People are the weirdest. Even the most douchebag people I know would've taken someone at least to town in that situation it's like that mom wanted her to get eaten or lost.
Probably the time I went to go pick a guy up and he and his friend were shooting up heroin in his living room. Then he got mad at me for being "closed-minded" when I wasn't super-chill about it.
Long story short he wanted to pay me and photograph me in lingerie from a low angle. He has a fetish for giant as in Titan-like women, he even showed me his collection of photos. He wanted to photoshop us into city like landscapes and make himself look tiny as I stepped on him.
It was. Something alright. Oh oh! Only kind of related - I have a friend who is a freelance model. She does artsy, tattoo stuff, whatever she wants really. Anyway we met when she was standing awkwardly in people's backyards in front of a camera, and now she's like 4 times internationally published. ANYWAY, on her way up the chain she got this gig that was to do a video, which she doesn't do but this time she did because it was just so bizarre.
The point of the video is to stomp around this teeny city with teeny action figure dolls and like, demean them. Like pick them up and talk to them and tell them how stupid and insignificant they were while she broke them. Weirdest fucking shit ever right? I guess it's like some humiliation fetish.
I don't even think the videographer was into it but just found a way to capitalize on it. Your story totally reminded me of that, which I had forgotten about.
Her and I laughed about it for way too long but the dumb idiot would never let me see the video no matter how many times I begged. I think I'm going to start asking again. Yeah, I'm all for being open about your kinks, that way you'll know if you're sexually compatible or not with someone. I went on a date with a guy who had an Amazon fetish. He asked me to do stuff like flex, lift weights, and put him in a headlock during sex. He didn't tell me about this until after we were getting busy.
Oh my god. This brings back a strange memory of a guy I'd dated for a couple years. Looking back on the matter, it wasn't the brightest thing to do. He took a photo of me in lingerie from said low angle, wielding a broomstick IIRC, and painted a life-sized "spear-throwing Athena" version on an old door-sized board.
Only problem was that I'd had a foot propped up on what was supposed to be a rock Bonus weirdness: One day I was studying late at the library, researching a paper on fungi, and was home a couple hours later.
Upon returning, there's a half-drained handle of whiskey in front of the open front door, and the board he'd painted with my image and his too, I suppose was hacked to shit. The case for his machete was on the floor, but the blade was nowhere to be found. Neither was he. Neighbors told me he'd been screaming and hitting his head against the wall, so the police came and took him to the ER.
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Went to visit the guy, mostly the figure out wth happened in his brain - he wouldn't see me. Turns out he thought I was cheating on him. Whole series of events was beyond strange.
I met up with a guy for a date in college who I had met through my roommate, she swore he was a great guy and we liked the same stuff so it seemed like a great idea.
He told me he was going to make me dinner and then we could go watch a movie, it was sweet. So he comes to pick me up from my dorm and we start driving towards to store.
I think ok so we need to get groceries first a little weird but fine.
He drives around back, stops the car and tells me he is going to check the dumpsters for food. He also adds I can come too if I want, "its fun". I sat in the car and watched him rummage through bins for like 20 minutes. Not a good first date tactic.
So I want to say a word of defense about dumpster diving. It's actually pretty commendable and addresses the insane amount of food waste that goes on in the western world. Food that's tossed at grocery stores is often expired by less than a day.
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I don't know if it was the best first date move but I'd be game. The stuff I have found behind whole foods is ridiculous. I've only been about twice with my "radical" ex roommate, but God damn, she was totally right about it.
We got an entire bag of day old bagels and croissants, bags and bags of vegetables and fruits, and even unopened bags of cereal and trail mix that had "expired" that day.
It was awesome. This seems like a good time to plug John Oliver's show. Last week he talked all about how much good food is wasted and just being thrown away for no reason. I don't know for other countries but it's not in France. There are people calling themselves "freegans" that exclusively eat what comes out grocery store dumpsters. Some of my best friends do it.
It's definitely illegal in most of the US. I get it. I semi-support it. But if someone brought me to a dunpster date one, I'd raise some questions. In general, yes. But most cities and some states have special regulations on dumpster diving for food. I must know what happened next. I don't think I could eat any food served because I would be wondering where it came from.
He got back in the car and I think he could tell I found it weird so we talked about it for a bit. He explained he only takes sealed packages and never anything that goes off. I still think its a bit weird but I don't want to be rude damn you Britishness and ask him to take me home so we go back to his house. He makes me dinner Thai pasta that he promises no ingredients used came from the dumpster and he is a nice person so I believe him. It was good, we sat on his porch and watched the sun go down then we went to go see a movie.
He was a good friend and climbing buddy after that, but the spark was gone. That was my first date in the US. I would understand if we had talked about it beforehand and he knew I was down but its a pretty ballsy move if you don't know the girl that well. If he was planning on making you dinner out of something that he didn't go diving for, why take you diving in the first place?
Went on a date with a guy once and he said he had to "stop off at home" for his wallet. (He lived down the street from me.) I went inside with him and he ended up pulling me down onto his lovesac as a "joke" and trying to hook up with me. I got up and left and walked home.
I don't think he was planning on making her dinner out of those ingredients, but after seeing her uncomfortable over it, he wasn't an asshole and changed his plans. It's funny cuz this actually sounds like a dream date to me. There's someone out there for everyone! Guy told me we couldn't see each other anymore as I wasn't into his "fitness lifestyle" and didn't enjoy going to the gym after work - homeboy had a double chin and a gut.
Cue his slightly strange text 4 months later asking me for forgiveness for how things ended. We'd been on 4 dates before the "fitness lifestyle" chat. Bullet dodged If only I had, that would make the story that much funnier. No, sadly I went with the sensible route and reported him as spam and blocked him on WhatsApp instead.
I was afraid that replying, even if it was a dismissal, would encourage him. I was seeing a guy who would tell me about memes he saw on the internet. At one point he told me about this walking dead meme to which he tried to show me a picture of when we were out having dinner. I told him I didn't watch the show so I wouldn't understand it nor find it funny but he decided to show me the meme anyways.
Also as a bonus he recited a bunch of women in the kitchen jokes to me. This guy approaches me and starts talking to me- seemed pretty harmless, and he asks me for a date. At that time I was pretty young and into the whole "giving a chance" to anyone who was brave enough to ask.
He was unattractive, but I didn't want my shallowness to stand in the way of going on a potentially nice date. Anyway, we meet up and go on this date walk in the park and he turns out to be a complete psycho. It started off normal with him talking about his travel experiences and such Eventually we find a patch of grass to sit on and he is basically giving me the "blue steel" look the entire time and I'm trying to be nice and not laugh.
He asks if he could kiss me and i tell him that I'm not comfortable with that and he just goes insane. Eventually it ends with me trying to get away from him and as he follows me slurring insults about how I'm a slut and a bitch, and me telling him that he's disgusting and needs to fuck off. I think I bolted from the conversation as soon as he proclaimed with such conviction that he "will have sex" with me. Funny and ridiculous at the time, but horrifying in retrospect.
I also walked around for an hour in circles and random routes to make sure he would never know where I live. I really like how you're a slut and a bitch for not wanting to kiss him.
He sounds like quality material. Holy Shit Glad you're ok and nothing bad ever came from it! Things like this are the reason I'm glad I was raised in NYC, as a girl living here you are taught never to give chances like that. If some rando on the street asks me out, you bet your ass I'm going to say no. No matter what he looks like I automatically assume he's a crazy person.
No reason to risk getting murdered my a psychopath just for a date.
I was in the middle of a horrible semester of my PhD program and spent a lot of weekends napping on my couch after working all day. One night, he showed up at my house at am and woke me up by knocking on my door. I didn't even go to the door - I knew he'd go away eventually. The next morning you could tell he had been treading in my bushes trying to peek into my bedroom window.
I sent him a text the next day telling him I was no longer interested in seeing him following his creepy behavior and that I didn't want to talk to him anymore. He called me hundreds of times and sent me hundreds of text messages.
At one point he showed up at my department and was searching the halls for me. He finally told me he was going to turn on my spigots and flood my yard if I didn't come to my house to talk to him. I called my landlord and he went over and found him ripping up the bushes in front of my front window.
He told him to leave, etc. This guy texted me daily, then weekly for about 2 months following this incident. It was the most bizarre thing I've experienced since I moved for graduate school. Good lord, that was creepy and he knew where you lived, which is worse Edit: Because slur. Yep, it was super creepy.
For about a week I had friends walk or drive me home from school because I was afraid he'd just be at my house waiting for me.
I never felt like he would physically hurt me, but I still didn't want to interact with him anymore! Crazy person. The guy was not very good at it but he tried to convince me that I was under his spell. And that out of all the women in the world I should feel so blessed to be with him because he could have anybody you wanted.
When he tried to neg me, it didn't work and I called him out and turned it around on him. Then, because my parents are psychologists, I have the weird ability to get in peoples cracks and really hurt their feelings. After he tried to take advantage of me mentally, something inside me snapped and all I wanted to do was put him in his place. So I invited him back to my car to make out, or so we thought. Then I just kind of opened up a can of crazy on him, and when I had him in a state of shock, I decided to unload all of the things I thought could hurt him and called him out.
I have a crush somebody like that before, and although he asked for it it makes me feel kind of dirty. I think it was kind of stupid that I play with fire.
He could have actually been a psychopath. I saw this guy at the bar who looked so familiar. We picked a date the next weekend to double date with my bff and her husband. They kept saying how he looked just like a guy they knew and he repeatedly denied it. It was very strange.
When he went to use the bathroom they looked up his Facebook, and he was definitely the guy they knew. Who had a girlfriend!! I immediately took him home. He gave me some bullshit story about it all and I couldn't forget about him fast enough. I was on a second date with a guy who, I thought, was pretty normal. We went to a movie and after it was done he suggested going to an ice cream place across the parking lot.
I agreed and we walked over. When we were close to the ice cream shop, he grabbed my love handle and said, "I can tell you like ice cream, Fatty! I continued with him to the ice cream shop, loaded my bowl with toppings, let him pay for it and walked to my car.
He asked where I was going, I said, "Home.
I replied, "Nothing. FOUR years later, I got a text with a pic of him trying to reconnect. I guess his dating tactics weren't working for him. At the end of a dinner date that I was so happy was almost over, my date pulls over the car and poorly attempts to makeout. I was not feeling it whatsoever. I figured when he brings me in for a kiss I would politely give a friendly hug and ask him to take me home. Well he has his hand gently on the back of my neck and leans me in for the friendly hug and whooooops!
He's pushing my head towards his crotch! I pull away and think quickly. He worked in a medical lab testing swabs for STDs. I decided to toy with him.
I said, "I really like you but before we do this I have to tell you something. I explained that I wanted to be honest with him. The look on his face was priceless!! He looked at me like I was a walking STD. He says, "I think I need to take you home. I met a guy on OkCupid, things were going great. He asked me to be his girlfriend on the second date, I said no as I wasn't ready for that. A month later after seeing each other a ton and talking on the phone every day, I tell him I'm comfortable with the idea now, so we make things official.
The next day he ignores all my texts, and the day after breaks up with me via text message. Whatever, fine, I'm a big girl and forget about it. Until he starts stalking me online two months later-literally received hundreds of texts and calls from him and he wouldn't stop when I asked him to leave me alone, and he sent me messages and pictures on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and Snapchat until I had to block him.
Dude, stop. He claimed he was wrong and he wasn't ready to commit, which I get, except he was talking to me on the phone for over an hour each night and texting me all day. He was away that weekend for a wedding and I have a feeling he saw someone there that changed his mind.
Well if someone's mind changes that quick that's a good indicator that they're pretty bad dating material.
Asking you to be his gf that soon is just a further proof of his bad judge of situations though. I once had a girlfriend that changed her mind like that too. She ended up getting preggo right away from that guy. Looonggg heartbreaking story though. I've had these types of situations happen to me countless times with different guys when I casually dated from dating sites. They like me, I like them, then they bail, then I don't care that much because adult, they come back and try to be cool, then they are visibly NOT cool and three years later I get a text "how are things".
Almost like they watched some seduction tips on YouTube about "making yourself an unavailable cheesedick", but then halfway through their gig they freak out and over compensate by way too much communication. I went on a date this one guy I met off of tinder. Took me to a sushi place that I frequent and boasted about how hard it was to get reservation there. The place is decent but not "reservation needed" type, if that makes sense.
Anyway, he was SO fucking rude to the waiter. Like snapping his fingers and all. When he went to the restroom, I had to pull the waiter aside and apologize for my his behavior.
It was THAT bad. I, honest to God, thought I was in a bad TV show. But nope, real life. Anytime I tried to tell him something about me, he HAD to one up me. Like no matter what I said. If I said I went to a baseball game, he told me about how he caught the fucking ball and had some players sign it. If I said how one time I was on TV for like 15 seconds, he told he about how he went to a "private" Jason Derulo concert and was called up on stage and was on TV the entire time. Made no sense.
Whatever, buddy. I just want sushi. After the dinner, he wanted to go have drinks but I made up a bullshit excuse about how I had to work early the next day and told him to drop me off. He offered to let me take a hit of his weed, which I politely declined. So he proceeded to hot box the car. Probably got second hand high but whatever. He tried to call me and set up a second date. Needless to say, there was no second date. I still get really bizarre snapchats from him.
I keep him around for entertainment. What an asshole. I had a lot of bad dates. There was one that got too drunk so I had to drive him home, but I didn't know exactly where he lived it was like a community of townhomes.
As I tried to ask him, he tried forcing himself on my so o physically threw him out of my car in front of the management office and left him there. I met a guy from OKCupid at a bar, and he seemed okay. He had just moved here, too.
He was extremely pompous about himself and the amount of money he made he was hired as a team leader at Amazon so yes he was making a good amount of money. We were sitting next to one another at the bar and after a little while he said "you know, Ruey-soho, I noticed something. You're great at conversations but Come on, look in my eyes! And I tried to politely decline, and he kept trying to get me to do it. Then he grabbed my head and turned it toward him.
I had been drinking a bit and in normal circumstances I likely would have immediately left. I pulled away and we continued the conversation, and then I went home.
He texted me the next day seeing if I wanted to go swimming, and I explained to him that I found what he did inappropriate, and it would be better not to see each other again. Then he went on a tirade about how I should forgive him because he was drunk and I won't find a man that makes that kind of money and blah blah blah. Oh well. That was a couple nights before I had another date, and due to how disastrous that first one went, I almost stood up the next guy.
However, he had driven aways to come see me, so I sucked it up and went. A year later we just moved in together :. A guy once told me on a first date that he had promised his therapist he would tell me something. He then tells me that he's recovering from a "debilitating porn addiction". He was getting a PhD in computer science. That was our first and last date. I met this guy on a dating site and he asked if I wanted to go out with him after work. I said sure and he asked if I could just meet him at his work so we could leave from there.
It was sort of strange but I went with the flow because hey why not? I show up to follow him in my car to a diner for coffee and get to meet you breakfast and uhhh he isn't off work at all. He's a security guard for our local paper and he starts telling me about how he can just hang out with me and it's not a big deal that he doesn't do his rounds.
An hour later he gets off shift and asks me to follow him to a pizza place. So I did I stayed in my car and asked why he had led me there. The fucking balls on this guy. At this point I've known him for maybe I laughed, made sure my doors were locked, and drove home. He started calling me the next day and kept trying to trick me into telling him my address.
I'm just glad that he didn't try to follow me him that night. This kind of stuff is so creepy!! As a guy, I wonder if I have ever met men that have acted like this? And they just played it off really well or something? Sorry, and glad you made it out alive! A few years ago I met a guy online through gaming. We were friends for about a year when we finally decided we liked each other and wanted to try dating. He lived about an hour away, so we ended up meeting at a park. I get there and he was wearing this!
So crazy shirt and jeans with tons of holes and his feet were practically hanging out of his shoes, but I didn't want to be shallow and figured I'd give him a chance since I knew he was a nice guy. We were walking around the park when he suddenly told me he had to go to the bathroom.
I couldn't say anything as he walked just a few feet to my side and whipped it out and started relieving himself in front of me with the restrooms less than a hundred yards away.
Let's be real. It would've been one thing if there wasn't a bathroom, but there was, and he chose not to go there. I decided that I couldn't just go running and screaming to my car, because I'd never see him again afterwards, so I let him take me to dinner When the night was over oh so I thought he took me back to drop me off at my car at the park, however the park was closed, and we were locked out.
The time on the gate said that the park closes at 10pm, and it was only 9. Ever the gentleman he left me in his car and climbed over the fence, and drove my car around the loop on he walking track until it flattened out enough to off road it back to the main road. If you can imagine I'm already freaking out in the car, but I lost my mind when blue lights lit up.
The cops apparently saw him driving it on the walking path and thought he was drunk. I watched as he had to get out and stand in spotlight and walk the line and all that stuff. I kept thinking that we were going to jail. I hadn't done anything wrong but this crazy dude was going to get me put in jail.
Once he explained to the cops what had happened they let him go. I felt guilty that he had almost got arrested, but I hopped in my car and peeled out of there. Needless to say we didn't date anymore, although we're still friends. He later claimed that I just make his stupid, and now I'm like his advisor for all things romance. Definitely my worst date, but it makes a great story, especially now that we're friends and I get to give him a hard time about it.
That's probably it. I've always just put it off as immaturity since he was a few years younger than me, but he was old enough to have known better. This guy asks me out to a student graduation recital at a music academy.
He didn't know the student, but the performance is open to the public although is usually attended by mostly family and friends and it seemed like a creative date idea so I said yes. Despite there being a small crowd of people mostly sitting in the front, he insists we sit up on the side balcony of the auditorium by ourselves.
Once the recital starts, he wants to play a weird game involving counting the number of people in the audience and comparing numbers. He then starts talking about how he's really into chakras, and explains that each day of the week has a different color and chakra associated with it. He goes on to say how Tuesday's chakra color was green and Wednesday's was blue, and since I was wearing green and he was wearing blue and it was a Tuesday night, our chakras would fuse together at midnight.
He then proceeds to pull a handful of colored stones out of his back pocket, explains that he ordered these chakra stones online, and that they were warm because he had been directing all of his energy into them all night.
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He asked me if I wanted to hold them, while I politely declined and started thinking of escape strategies in my head. After the concert, when the student is surrounded by family, friends and faculty, getting congratulated and taking pictures, he pushes his way to her, interrupts the photos, and gives the student a big hug and kiss on the cheek, and starts talking to her.
She's staring at him with the most uncomfortable look to her face, and the circle of people around here are all whispering about who this guy was, and why was he here, while I stood at a slight distance, trying to signal him that we should leave. We finally leave, and against my better judgment, I went for a drink with him after the concert. He refused to let me order a beer for myself, and insisted we share this giant, blue, fruity monstrosity of a cocktail.
After I tell him my favorite band is Imagine Dragons, he says that we should close our eyes, hold hands, and imagine dragons in our minds for 20 seconds. I'm too baffled to say anything or resist as he grabs my hands at this point, but I keep my eyes open, sure he's trying to pull a move here and go in for a kiss. To my surprise, he keeps his eyes closed, and after 20 seconds, describes, in significant detail, a purple dragon flying over mountainside as we rode on its back.
After many attempts to wrap up the night, we finally get the check, and he wants to split it. Normally, I'm all for splitting the bill, or paying for drinks if the guy paid for dinner, etc.
He caps off the evening by asking me if I wanted to go to the science museum with him and his dad that weekend. After I mumble some excuse about needing to check my schedule because I had to work, he then says that while I'm a 'nice girl', he doesn't feel a connection with me and thinks we shouldn't see each other anymore. I'm so glad you didn't get hacked into pieces at the end of the night.
That guys sounds like a serious basketcase First off, I could not get the day off work.
So in my 22 year old genius mind I decide to swig ipecac syrup to make myself sick so that I can be sent home. Oh my god my stupidity makes me cringe over 10 years later. So, it works, I puke and leave work. Meet the guy at the state park. Neither of us have any hiking stuff, you know Loooong story short: we get hopelessly lost. For hours. I pass out from dehydration and land in a red ant hill and was stung probably times.
The guy had to sling me over his shoulder and walk around screaming for help. Eventually some real hikers rescued us.
I landed in the hospital overnight for heat exhaustion and severe dehydration. The guy awkwardly came to visit me, but I felt like I was going to die and just ignored him.
We never spoke again. I started talking online to a guy a few years older than me. He was a history teacher who lived about an hour away from me. He said he would come in town to meet me so we met at a popular restaurant. Dinner was ok, no real red flags yet. So we decided to go to the little shopping area across the street since it was still early.
We go into a Best Buy and look around. He said he wanted to grab a few history documentaries to show his class and we grab them and head towards the checkout. His card gets declined, so he says he will write a check and they for some reason allow that.
Bu he said he left his check book in his car, and then turned to me and asked me to run to his car and get it. I'm like I have no idea where it's even parked and also, its our first freaking date After that I said I had to leave and started walking towards my car. A few minutes later he calls me and starts flipping out on me about how he didn't even get a kiss and he has no idea what went wrong. I told him I just wasn't interested in seeing him anymore and he continued to argue with me about everything for like 10 more minutes!
He would NOT take no for an answer. He said he wanted to "work out our issues" and I told him that we just met and we shouldn't have issues! After a few weeks of me ignoring him I think he finally stopped trying to contact me. As far as bad dates go, I guess I have been pretty lucky if this is one of my worst experiences. When I answered the door, he accused me of lying about my stats because I was taller than him. I'd told him I'm 5'7", he told me he was 5'9".
I'm really about 5'6. For some reason, I didn't shut the door in his face. He drove me to the restaurant. I did, as he said he'd pay for the tickets. I would have appreciated a heads up, but whatever. We eat in his car, because that's super fun, and go see some blah scary movie. No funny business. After the movie, I'm giving him directions to take me home. I have enough time to wiggle out of his grasp before I realize his dick is out.
I make it clear nothing is gonna happen, so he gets out, and jacks off onto? The side of the car his mom's car, might I add before taking me home. I went for coffee with a guy and I didn't really feel much chemistry but he asked me out for dinner and I thought, "what the heck, then I'll know for sure either way.
Didn't really appreciate that but I got in my car and drove away. He invited me to a resort the next weekend. I basically told him I appreciated the offer but that I didn't feel a connection and that I was sorry it hadn't worked out.
He proceeded to text me 60 times in about 20 minutes. The most vile texts I've ever received. Every single thing in my life that I'm insecure about he targeted. I would never get a full time job substitute teachermy thighs were fat I was a size 10 at the timeI was a cruel botch and no man would ever love me, that he knew where I lived that one was just downright scary.
It was horrific. I ended up going to my friends house for the night and filed a police report the next day. That was five years ago. I still hear from him every few months. I've moved and changed my phone number and he still finds me.
He's never outright threatened me so there's not much the police can do. But, I'm on a first name basis with my local police office since I call them every time I hear from him. What a mess. I hate dating. I had to pick him up because he didn't have a car, we get to the restaurant and he made sure to tell me after we were ordering that I was paying which is fine but could have had a little advance notice we didn't have much in common, and on the drive to drop him off I noticed on his phone he was texting someone with the contact name "babe" with hearts.
Obviously first and last date. Did he want you to pay for both of y'all's meal? Because if that's the case, then it just sounds like he was looking for a free meal.
Yeah he did. That's probably what he was doing. He tried to get me to go out with him again about a week later and that was a big no. I honestly don't know which one to choose!