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[quote=Anonymous]In college I went out to the clubs one night with my roommates. A well known establishment, somewhat of a dive bar scene near Capitol Hill was notorious for marines hanging out there. One such Saturday night I was there and met one. He was a total gentleman that evening and when he asked for my number I decided to give him my real dorm number. The following weekend he picks me up and we go on a date. During the drive to our destination, he rear-ended someone and the cops had to be called. He filed with his insurance, gave the insurance company my contact info, and the insurance company kept on calling me for weeks after the accident wanting me to recount the tale. Needless to say I never spoke to marine guy again. I was not cool with him giving someone else my personal information when he never asked me, and it was our first and last date. Another one, I met a guy online through Zoosk and we had a couple dates. 3 to be exact. The first and second date he was totally normal, then the 3rd date his real persona came out. He confessed he has a foot-sneaker fetish and an affinity for collecting old stuff. He explained how he had vintage juke box he was restoring, some bowling alley game machine from the 80s that he rescued before it went to a junk yard and he ended with asking me for any pairs of old sneakers-tennis shoes-flats or very specifically, Keds that I would be disposing now or in the near future. He wanted them for his so-called collection. I dare not think what he really meant by that. I never gave myself the chance to find out. We had been near the end of dinner and he had driven but I excused myself to the ladies room, called a friend and asked her to come pick me up while acting distressed and in need of friend therapy ASAP when in fact I was the one who needed to be rescued. I thanked him for the meal and decidedly told him politely that I don't think we have the same vested interests going forward so this is it. Well he left me alone for about 2 weeks, then he texted me plus emailed me to ask if he could still have my old sneakers and other shoes. I never replied and he emailed again 5 days later apologizing for scaring me off with his confession, thought I would be more mature in handling it, and how we could have had great fun together because he wanted to buy me all these brand new sneakers and watch their slow demise as I worked out in them. Only at THIS point did I realize that in our first date he had asked me about my running habits and what I do with my dirty shoes. I thought it was weird but it didn't seem to strike me as totally odd and connected the dots til that moment! He emailed me again a couple weeks later and called me a bitch for not responding after having taken me to 3 dinners. LOL. My story is so bad even my friend who rescued me re-tells the story to her friends when people rehash bad date stories. [/quote]
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