Worst Date Stories

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Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.

Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.

Yeah? I don't know, most of my friends went out to the movies or for ice cream for first dates, even at 18. Getting high in a basement? I wasn't expecting an expensive dinner out by any means. Guess I was naive.

I think that is the difference between the fat kids and the football players. I'm not saying that it's right, but it sure was the truth (at least at 17, not so sure about 19).

My experience of football players in high school was that they felt that women are for sex and making 7 layer bean dip on game day.

Oh man....I am in love! Can they also make guac? Sex and seven layer dip....wow!

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.

Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.

Yeah? I don't know, most of my friends went out to the movies or for ice cream for first dates, even at 18. Getting high in a basement? I wasn't expecting an expensive dinner out by any means. Guess I was naive.

I think that is the difference between the fat kids and the football players. I'm not saying that it's right, but it sure was the truth (at least at 17, not so sure about 19).

Note to self..."Start fattening the kids up" NOW.

Lol! I'm the former fatty. My kids are young but looking to be much thinner and cooler than me, and less geeky than their dad. We worry about having "popular" kids and all the extra pressures that come with that.

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I went on a date with a guy, but it consisted of just meeting him at a bar. Had just met him but I was 23 and single so what the hell. We were at a crowded bar on a Saturday night and I ran into a guy I had a huge crush on. I was talking to him and the guy I was on a date with grabbed me by the back of the neck, saying are you here with me or here with him? I woke up the next morning in my crush's bed, so I guess it all worked out in the end.

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I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.


Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.


Yeah? I don't know, most of my friends went out to the movies or for ice cream for first dates, even at 18. Getting high in a basement? I wasn't expecting an expensive dinner out by any means. Guess I was naive.


I think that is the difference between the fat kids and the football players. I'm not saying that it's right, but it sure was the truth (at least at 17, not so sure about 19).


That makes sense. Looking back I'm kind of glad the first date was so bad for me. We wouldn't have worked out anyway. Cute jock wasn't my type. Ended up marrying an athletic handsome geek

IDK, while the date you described is something I would have been fine with if I had previously gone out with a guy a few times, for a first date, I'd expect something more along the lines of ice cream or a movie. I have nothing against getting high in a basement, but at least make an initial effort to impress and get to know someone.

You weren't naive. Expecting a heads up before drugs? Totally legit. PP is just being a jerk.

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When I was in my 20's I was broke, and living in a crashpad with a bunch of other broke coworkers. If I needed to use the internet to check my email or I wanted to escape the craziness for awhile, I'd go hang out at the library. One day, walking back to the bus stop, I met a nice guy. He'd just gotten his degree from the local university, had his own car, was very respectful (this was the sort of area where dudes thought it was ok to approach a girl by yelling shit like "HEY SHORTY" or "DAMN GIRL, YOU GOT ASS" out of their window while slowy following you in their car. This guy actually parked and got out to talk to me.) We exchanged numbers and chatted for a few days. Then he asked me out to the movies.

When I got in his car, I noticed this smell. I thought it was something spilled that had gone sour in his car and tried to ignore it. When we were sitting in the theater he put his arm around me and I was hit with the smell full in the face. Apparently, he had come straight from work to pick me up. I guess I should have felt flattered that he thought spending time with me was more important than changing clothes and showering. I was just disgusted.

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Anonymous wrote:My worst date was about the third or fourth date with this woman. We had a very nice first few dates, but on the fourth date, she wanted to see what I am like drunk. The only thing is I rarely (as in once or twice a decade) drink to excess. I do not like the feeling. But, I obliged her. I had four drinks at her house -- normally I would have had one. Then, she "fed" me pot cooked into something. I do not do drugs....tried pot once in college, but did not like the way I felt. I also have a security clearance which I could lose.

She drove us to a restaurant. I ate everything in sight. I could not stop eating....fortunately, we had all you can eat chips and salsa.

Things get a little fuzzy for me...I kept eating and drinking. She got mad at me for being too narcissistic when drunk and stoned.

When we got back to her place, she told me to leave, except I was in no condition to drive. I ended up sleeping it off in my back seat.

This was friday night. On tues at work I was called in for a random drug test....which was positive for THC. I almost lost my job and clearance. Fortunately, she admitted in a notarized statement that she fed me weed without my knowledge. The company retested me, and this time I was negative. I was "counseled" to be more careful.

Still, I have had to talk about the event every 5 years or so when I have my Poly's.

I have not seen or hear from her since.

If this is a real story, I feel for you! Wow, I've had many a funny date story (some are already here in the thread), but this is a seriously bad experience.

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I was 24 and went out with a guy who described himself as a "dot com millionaire who lost all his money" but found it pretentious to tell anyone he was a grad student at MIT. I engaged in what I thought was typical inane first date conversation: movies, sports, etc. He told me that he hadn't seen many movies because he was not allowed to until he was 18. Then he said that he did get to go to a drive-in once. There was a preacher on the stage, and they all sat around in their cars listening him for hours. Me: Umm, like a cult? Him: NO! It wasn't a cult!!! Him later: But my parents finally left that church after the preacher told them they'd have to give up their house, car, and other things.

Conversation regarding my religion: Him: So did you go to church when you were younger? Me: Yes, I was raised Catholic. Him: Oh, you Catholic girls never have sex. You just give a lot of blowjobs.

Conversation regarding sports interests: Me: Did you play any sports in high school? Him: NO! I actually had a brain, unlike those stupid meatheads. Me: You know it's possible to be both athletic and smart at the same time. Him: You're a b***h! Me: And I think that's my queue. Him: NO! Please, don't go. I'm really sorry.

I somehow relented and finished my dinner, paid for my half since there was no way I wanted to feel as though I had any obligation to see him again. He walked me to the subway, gave me a really awkward hug, called me before I even got home (don't know why I answered the phone), and begged me for well over an hour to see him again since he thought we really had chemistry. There was so much more that happened, and I wish I could remember it all.

Some people may wonder how I didn't leave him earlier, since he was incredibly insulting throughout our date, moreso than even what I've shared. I think I was just a deer caught in the headlights. The whole situation was just so insane that I couldn't move.

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Back when I was in college, I met a guy through work (a health food store, but the old-school crunchy hippy kind) and went to his apartment for dinner. He was very nice, and I was very attracted to him. Dinner was lovely. I asked if I could kiss him, and he went into a VERY long monologue about human potential and saving one's energy, and about fifteen minutes into it I realized this was his way of telling me we weren't having sex...which I hadn't assumed we were.

All in all, could've been way worse.

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OMG I just thought of a worse date I had as a teen.

A friend set me up on a blind date/double date with a friend of her bf. Our double "date" consisted of them making out in the back seat of the car, and me fending off this dude in the front while cracking jokes to keep him distracted, but not before acquiring some MASSIVE hickies.

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Wait, I thought of another one. Yeah, this is 12:52 & 12:54 again. High school was interesting.

I went on a date with a guy once who, I kid you not, had a car that usually only worked in reverse. Hey, it was a car. On our date we went to a parking lot on a super rainy night and did doughnuts and drifted a whole lot. Then he hydroplaned me home.

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Anonymous wrote: I was on a short term assignment in DC and working at our corporate office. He was incredibly handsome and quite shy, but was so sweet about casually asking me out in order to show me around DC.

He picked me up in his new station wagon.

First stop, his parents' house. They told me they'd heard so much about me. Yeah, I'd been there a week.

Next, an intolerably long play at the Kennedy Center. Play's over and I just want the date to end. He can't find his car in the underground garage. We walk up and down several levels for nearly an hour. I recall a security guard getting involved.

Guy thanked me and told me this was the best date ever and he felt like we were a great match. I avoided him like the plague for weeks afterward.

Two years and a job change later, get a handwritten letter at home (got my address from another ex coworker)from him asking if we could go out again sometime...

Except for the letter, he seems shy and nice. And losing a car in a garage? Everyone has done it.

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Anonymous wrote:When I was in my 20's I was broke, and living in a crashpad with a bunch of other broke coworkers. If I needed to use the internet to check my email or I wanted to escape the craziness for awhile, I'd go hang out at the library. One day, walking back to the bus stop, I met a nice guy. He'd just gotten his degree from the local university, had his own car, was very respectful (this was the sort of area where dudes thought it was ok to approach a girl by yelling shit like "HEY SHORTY" or "DAMN GIRL, YOU GOT ASS" out of their window while slowy following you in their car. This guy actually parked and got out to talk to me.) We exchanged numbers and chatted for a few days. Then he asked me out to the movies.

When I got in his car, I noticed this smell. I thought it was something spilled that had gone sour in his car and tried to ignore it. When we were sitting in the theater he put his arm around me and I was hit with the smell full in the face. Apparently, he had come straight from work to pick me up. I guess I should have felt flattered that he thought spending time with me was more important than changing clothes and showering. I was just disgusted.

I am going to be laughing about "DAMN GIRL YOU GOT ASS!" for the rest of the day. Lol, PP!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:When I was in my 20's I was broke, and living in a crashpad with a bunch of other broke coworkers. If I needed to use the internet to check my email or I wanted to escape the craziness for awhile, I'd go hang out at the library. One day, walking back to the bus stop, I met a nice guy. He'd just gotten his degree from the local university, had his own car, was very respectful (this was the sort of area where dudes thought it was ok to approach a girl by yelling shit like "HEY SHORTY" or "DAMN GIRL, YOU GOT ASS" out of their window while slowy following you in their car". This guy actually parked and got out to talk to me.) We exchanged numbers and chatted for a few days. Then he asked me out to the movies.

When I got in his car, I noticed this smell. I thought it was something spilled that had gone sour in his car and tried to ignore it. When we were sitting in the theater he put his arm around me and I was hit with the smell full in the face. Apparently, he had come straight from work to pick me up. I guess I should have felt flattered that he thought spending time with me was more important than changing clothes and showering. I was just disgusted.

I'm going to guess that this was in Philly.

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Anonymous wrote:Wait, I thought of another one. Yeah, this is 12:52 & 12:54 again. High school was interesting.

I went on a date with a guy once who, I kid you not, had a car that usually only worked in reverse. Hey, it was a car. On our date we went to a parking lot on a super rainy night and did doughnuts and drifted a whole lot. Then he hydroplaned me home.

My DH and I just laughed for like 5 minutes after reading this. Thank you

[Anonymous]

Winner. ^^ agreed.