Anonymous wrote:I once went out with a guy who lived in the area but had no idea how to get around. He also casually mentioned that he has two kids with two different women both under two. This is after I asked him if he had kids when we were first chatting on the phone; he said he didn't have any kids. He then said he was wondering how crazy I can get. My response was "check, please!"

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Anonymous wrote:The last guy I dated before I met my fiance was probably the worst date I ever had. The experience actually stopped me from dating for about 3-4 months and I was not interesting in dating my fiance when we met as a result. Here's what happened...

I met a Navy doctor through a part-time job that I used to have. He asked me out twice before I said yes. We agreed to spend a late Saturday morning through early afternoon together because he had hospital duty that night. He picked me up from the Metro station and things immediately got weird. He told me that he knew my cousin who is in the Navy and is stationed in the area. I thought that was weird because my cousin does not have the same last name. I thought that he was mistaken, but nope, he gave me a couple details and yeah, he knew my cousin. I should have immediately asked how he knew we were cousins, but I was so thrown. Over the next hour or so, he kept bringing up my cousin periodically. I excused myself to the bathroom and called my cousin. Turns out that my date was his doctor while my cousin was receiving treatment months prior. Dr. Strange saw me in a family photo my aunt sent with some get well cards. He met me a half a year later and put things together.
This is the only time in my life that I ever ditched a date in a restaurant. I actually did the classic "Can I slip out through the kitchen?" plea to an employee. Luckily, it was summer and I didn't have a coat or anything to worry about abandoning.

Maybe I'm dense, but what did he do that was so terrible that you escaped out the back door and didn't date for months? Not being snarky, just wondering if I'm being thick. I thought you were going to say he had cyber stalked you until he found you or something like that, but he simply had admired your photo enough that when he happened to meet you by chance months later he recognized you and asked you out. He also didn't hide that he knew your cousin. I guess he could have disclosed this upon meeting you, and yes, it's a little weird. But not sure how it warranted not wanting to date anyone else for months.

Anonymous wrote:My bad date was actually the 3rd or 4th date w/ this guy. (met online, chatted some, he was funny and seemed nice enough etc...)

We went out to eat in Bethesda and had kind of mediocre service. He was an ass to the waitress (after the mediocre service had become a significant issue), and then had to stop and talk to the manager on the way out- where he was just childish and unpleasant. I was embarassed, and was also trying to communicate to the manager that while it wasn't great service it wasn't the end of the world.

When we got out of the restaurant the date turned to me and was made that I hadn't "backed him up".

So the waitress saved me the time of any further investment in that relationship!

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Anonymous wrote:Ok - cool stories chic here. Here's 2 more .... Enjoy! None of this stuff is made up.

Another guy I met online was a manager at a sushi restaurant. Well, as you can guess, I met him at 6 p.m. on a Saturday for casual sushi dinner. The guy was 42, a former teacher with DC Public Schools, got annoyed with teaching, and decided to get into the sushi business. All good, but then he told me he lives in a group house, they all do pot together all the time, and Saturday nights are so much better to go out because on Friday nights everyone is so tired from the work week. He was yawning too. I asked him “Who do you date… 25 year olds?” It became very awkward and after 45 minutes we just sat there in silence. Really uncomfortable. So I said, well I’m going to get another drink before I go meet my sister. He just sat there and wouldn’t leave. Meanwhile I was desperately texting my sister to come meet me earlier. Finally the rain stopped so I told him that I was going to go. Suddenly Sushi Guy perked up and asked “Do you want a ride?” I asked how, and he said on my bike. Turns out the guy had a motorcycle. I had never been on a motorcycle before so I said “Fuck it. Sure, I’ll take a ride”. So I put on a helmet, grabbed on, and we took off on the two-block drive to where I was meeting my sister. I got off, gave him a hug, and never saw him again. So, bucket list check: I now know what it’s like to be on a motorcycle. I now know it’s not something I like to do. Thanks Sushi Guy!

I met another guy from online and shocker… he ended up not being who I thought he was. He told me he ran a lot and was constantly buying new sneakers. However, when I met him, he was not a runner.I was a little ticked off because I felt like he lied to me. I made nice and had drinks and appetizers at the bar. He was nice enough, but I only liked him from the neck up and not the sound of his voice. At some point I went to the bathroom trying to get my girlfriend to come out. I came back and told the guy that my friend was coming and I was just going to stick around. I guess he thought that meant that he was going to hang out too. So he got another beer. I began to get frustrated. I really don’t like being the person to say “Ok, I’m not feeling it, gotta go.” I wanted him to leave! But he didn’t, so I found a small corner of the bar and hid. Finally, the bartenders came over and asked if I was ok. I asked if he left and they said yes. Phew! However, the story goes continues… I took a cab home. I was $5 bucks short of the fare, and the cab driver proceeded to lock me in the cab and call the cops. Two cop cars arrived, agreed with the cab driver, and proceeded to watch over me as I went to an ATM to get money out. Just crazy! Lesson learned - Uber is always a good choice to make.

Did you just say "sorry" to the driver and expect him to waive the fee? That's a little weird ...

Honestly, a lot of your stories sound kind of ... childish ... to me. Why are you going places with no way to get yourself home? Why are you sneaking away from people? Just leave. A lot of weird drama here.

And yes, I am a woman who has had her share of uncomfortable/bad/unpleasant internet dates. After one kind of scary one where I was out on the water with no way to get home except for this guy I'd just met, it never happened again. You're setting yourself up for some of this stuff ...

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Ok - cool stories chic here. Here's 2 more .... Enjoy! None of this stuff is made up.

Another guy I met online was a manager at a sushi restaurant. Well, as you can guess, I met him at 6 p.m. on a Saturday for casual sushi dinner. The guy was 42, a former teacher with DC Public Schools, got annoyed with teaching, and decided to get into the sushi business. All good, but then he told me he lives in a group house, they all do pot together all the time, and Saturday nights are so much better to go out because on Friday nights everyone is so tired from the work week. He was yawning too. I asked him “Who do you date… 25 year olds?” It became very awkward and after 45 minutes we just sat there in silence. Really uncomfortable. So I said, well I’m going to get another drink before I go meet my sister. He just sat there and wouldn’t leave. Meanwhile I was desperately texting my sister to come meet me earlier. Finally the rain stopped so I told him that I was going to go. Suddenly Sushi Guy perked up and asked “Do you want a ride?” I asked how, and he said on my bike. Turns out the guy had a motorcycle. I had never been on a motorcycle before so I said “Fuck it. Sure, I’ll take a ride”. So I put on a helmet, grabbed on, and we took off on the two-block drive to where I was meeting my sister. I got off, gave him a hug, and never saw him again. So, bucket list check: I now know what it’s like to be on a motorcycle. I now know it’s not something I like to do. Thanks Sushi Guy!

I met another guy from online and shocker… he ended up not being who I thought he was. He told me he ran a lot and was constantly buying new sneakers. However, when I met him, he was not a runner.I was a little ticked off because I felt like he lied to me. I made nice and had drinks and appetizers at the bar. He was nice enough, but I only liked him from the neck up and not the sound of his voice. At some point I went to the bathroom trying to get my girlfriend to come out. I came back and told the guy that my friend was coming and I was just going to stick around. I guess he thought that meant that he was going to hang out too. So he got another beer. I began to get frustrated. I really don’t like being the person to say “Ok, I’m not feeling it, gotta go.” I wanted him to leave! But he didn’t, so I found a small corner of the bar and hid. Finally, the bartenders came over and asked if I was ok. I asked if he left and they said yes. Phew! However, the story goes continues… I took a cab home. I was $5 bucks short of the fare, and the cab driver proceeded to lock me in the cab and call the cops. Two cop cars arrived, agreed with the cab driver, and proceeded to watch over me as I went to an ATM to get money out. Just crazy! Lesson learned - Uber is always a good choice to make.

Did you just say "sorry" to the driver and expect him to waive the fee? That's a little weird ...

Honestly, a lot of your stories sound kind of ... childish ... to me. Why are you going places with no way to get yourself home? Why are you sneaking away from people? Just leave. A lot of weird drama here.

And yes, I am a woman who has had her share of uncomfortable/bad/unpleasant internet dates. After one kind of scary one where I was out on the water with no way to get home except for this guy I'd just met, it never happened again. You're setting yourself up for some of this stuff ...

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:6:40, I suggest you start meeting guys for coffee instead of at a bar. It will attract a different kind of man.

Yes. A beta man.

Anonymous wrote:Ok - cool stories chic here. Here's 2 more .... Enjoy! None of this stuff is made up.

Another guy I met online was a manager at a sushi restaurant. Well, as you can guess, I met him at 6 p.m. on a Saturday for casual sushi dinner. The guy was 42, a former teacher with DC Public Schools, got annoyed with teaching, and decided to get into the sushi business. All good, but then he told me he lives in a group house, they all do pot together all the time, and Saturday nights are so much better to go out because on Friday nights everyone is so tired from the work week. He was yawning too. I asked him “Who do you date… 25 year olds?” It became very awkward and after 45 minutes we just sat there in silence. Really uncomfortable. So I said, well I’m going to get another drink before I go meet my sister. He just sat there and wouldn’t leave. Meanwhile I was desperately texting my sister to come meet me earlier. Finally the rain stopped so I told him that I was going to go. Suddenly Sushi Guy perked up and asked “Do you want a ride?” I asked how, and he said on my bike. Turns out the guy had a motorcycle. I had never been on a motorcycle before so I said “Fuck it. Sure, I’ll take a ride”. So I put on a helmet, grabbed on, and we took off on the two-block drive to where I was meeting my sister. I got off, gave him a hug, and never saw him again. So, bucket list check: I now know what it’s like to be on a motorcycle. I now know it’s not something I like to do. Thanks Sushi Guy!

I met another guy from online and shocker… he ended up not being who I thought he was. He told me he ran a lot and was constantly buying new sneakers. However, when I met him, he was not a runner.I was a little ticked off because I felt like he lied to me. I made nice and had drinks and appetizers at the bar. He was nice enough, but I only liked him from the neck up and not the sound of his voice. At some point I went to the bathroom trying to get my girlfriend to come out. I came back and told the guy that my friend was coming and I was just going to stick around. I guess he thought that meant that he was going to hang out too. So he got another beer. I began to get frustrated. I really don’t like being the person to say “Ok, I’m not feeling it, gotta go.” I wanted him to leave! But he didn’t, so I found a small corner of the bar and hid. Finally, the bartenders came over and asked if I was ok. I asked if he left and they said yes. Phew! However, the story goes continues… I took a cab home. I was $5 bucks short of the fare, and the cab driver proceeded to lock me in the cab and call the cops. Two cop cars arrived, agreed with the cab driver, and proceeded to watch over me as I went to an ATM to get money out. Just crazy! Lesson learned - Uber is always a good choice to make.