Most akward/embarrassing moment you've had on a date?
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I was in college. I brought a girl back to my basement apartment, where I lived with my dog George, a very large German Shepherd. While we were out on our date George had gotten into the pantry. He chose to eat a large can of powdered Nesquik, most of a pound of sugar, and a box of oxo chicken cubes. Upon our return the evidence was scattered around the floor and George was lying in the corner looking rather woozy. I filled his water bowl and cleaned up the mess he had made. He sucked back the water in record time so I filled his bowl again. He finished the second bowl off almost as quickly, so again I filled it. This time he had a few sips and then lay down again. By now his stomach looked to be the size of a basketball. I felt sorry for him, but my sympathy was mitigated by the fact that there was a willing and able coed in my apartment, so I turned down the lights and we started to get busy on the couch. After about five minutes, George suddenly climbs up on the couch and into my lap, which he is now sharing with my date. He then proceeds to evacuate his stomach, from both ends, simultaneously, all over me, her, and the couch.
Needless to say the rest of the date was not nearly as fun.
This had me laughing out loud. God, that is awful. I can't even imagine... LOL! Poor doggie.0 -
I was at a party at a friends house and started hitting it off with this guy. We were talking and decided to go grab drinks from the kitchen and talk where it was a little quieter. He says he'll grab me a drink so I hop up and take a seat on a counter. He walks back with two drinks in hand and gives me one. I set it down on the counter next to me and he leans in for a kiss while I'm sitting on this counter. About 15 seconds into kissing I feel liquid STREAMING down my leg. Turns out he decided to keep holding on to his drink while we were starting to makeout, lost track and just poured it down my leg. I excused myself very quickly, grabbed a female friend and went to clean off my sticky leg and the bottom hem of my dress in the bathroom. I came out 10 minutes later and he was nowhere to be found.
I wasn't even that upset...we were really hitting it off but he must have been embarrassed. Never saw him again and we hadn't exchanged numbers so that was the end of it. I never really tried to track him down.0 -
In college, I went to a party with a guy, and then he ended up asking me back to his dorm to talk. Being an insecure 18-year-old with numerous emotional issues, I was thrilled that he wanted to get to know me.
He ended up asking me if I wanted to take off his shirt (and, no, he was not muscular at all. He was a tall, skinny, boy with no reason to feel that proud of himself without a shirt). I was a little confused, and he ended up taking it off anyway.
I just started laughing and left.
The most embarrassing thing I've ever done on a date: I had way too many drinks (beer, whiskey shots, Jager bombs, vodka... ) on an empty stomach and had to vomit. The line for the girls' bathroom was extremely long, so I slammed my way into the guys', proceeded to vomit everywhere (including myself, the walls... everything) because I couldn't make it to the toilet, and had to try to clean myself off with a paper towel in the bathroom. The people that were working the bar came to knock on the door because the men were complaining that there had been a girl in the mens' bathroom. They took their key and unlocked it-- and exposed me, with one leg in the sink, trying to scrub puke off my pants. The guy called me a cab and mysteriously disappeared.
Needless to say, I only stick to one color of alcohol when I'm out now. Usually the beer-colored ones. :drinker:0 -
I had a guy pee his pants....I was mordified, embarrassed for him and myself. I ended up taking the bus home....
modified? into a pee lover? lol0 -
kinda ghey0 -
I was in college. I brought a girl back to my basement apartment, where I lived with my dog George, a very large German Shepherd. While we were out on our date George had gotten into the pantry. He chose to eat a large can of powdered Nesquik, most of a pound of sugar, and a box of oxo chicken cubes. Upon our return the evidence was scattered around the floor and George was lying in the corner looking rather woozy. I filled his water bowl and cleaned up the mess he had made. He sucked back the water in record time so I filled his bowl again. He finished the second bowl off almost as quickly, so again I filled it. This time he had a few sips and then lay down again. By now his stomach looked to be the size of a basketball. I felt sorry for him, but my sympathy was mitigated by the fact that there was a willing and able coed in my apartment, so I turned down the lights and we started to get busy on the couch. After about five minutes, George suddenly climbs up on the couch and into my lap, which he is now sharing with my date. He then proceeds to evacuate his stomach, from both ends, simultaneously, all over me, her, and the couch.
Needless to say the rest of the date was not nearly as fun.
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The guy lifted his shirt, then asked me in front of everyone to rub his "pregnant" belly after we ate Subway.0
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It was just before Christmas and the fifth date or so, and I was cooking dinner at my house. I got the salmon ready to roast and we were standing in the kitchen chatting while I waited for the oven to pre-heat. When it was heated I opened the oven door to put the food in...and there it was in all its glory - a putrid, and now hot, half-eaten turkey carcass from Thanksgiving. I had put it in the oven the month before ( I guess to keep it away from my dogs who were not above counter-surfing) and then totally forgotten about it. So embarrassed.0
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I was about 21, and out on a first date with this dude I met at this coffee house I used to hang out at. I had a huge crush on him for a while already and was really excited when he finally asked me out. Dinner was great at first, amazing conversation, lots of flirting etc etc. After a couple of drinks he suddenly became really serious, and then to my horror began to cry and admitted to me that he'd spent the night before having sex with a man and it was his first time with a dude and now he thought he might be gay. I mean I'm all for coming out the closet, but sheesh what timing.
Another time I was at this guy's apartment, things were getting pretty hot and heavy and when he went to take off my bra a piece of grilled chicken and some veggies from my chicken fajita dinner came flying out. Hawt right? :blushing:0 -
bump0
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This one time when I was 33 (as I am now), I still hadn't had a girlfriend because girls aren't into fat guys even though I am a nice guy with a great career and his own house, but even if I lost the weight (starting weight 450 lbs), I would be a saggy-skinned unattractive mess so it didn't really matter anyway. Boy was my face red. Sooooo embarrassing. Someone shoot me please.0
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This one time when I was 33 (as I am now), I still hadn't had a girlfriend because girls aren't into fat guys even though I am a nice guy with a great career and his own house, but even if I lost the weight (starting weight 450 lbs), I would be a saggy-skinned unattractive mess so it didn't really matter anyway. Boy was my face red. Sooooo embarrassing. Someone shoot me please.
You've got a pretty sweet ride if the car is your pic is yours. Don't sell yourself short.0 -
I had a roommate back in my single days with a first name that was very similar to mine. She and her mother had some joint credit card accounts (I didn't ask why), so her bills would come with her and her mother's name on the envelopes. There is a point to this, so hold on.
I was dating a girl and we were *ahem* hanging out at my apartment. I excused myself to use the rest room, leaving her in the living room alone. When I came out, she said in a very snippy manner, "I'm ready to go home." I shrugged and got her coat for her, and off we went. On the way back to her place, she asked to see my phone. I said sure... and as soon as I did, I started to think "My God, she's going to call the police and say that I'd kidnapped her or something, isn't she?" Because that's how my brain works. She proceeded to find her name and number in my contacts and promptly erased it, then gave the phone back to me... much to my relief.
When we pulled up to her place, after a long and silent 15 minute drive, she turned to me in all seriousness and asked me what my wife Linda thought of me cheating on her.
I blinked. I stared. I may have even snorted some laughter-like noise. "What the h*** are you talking about? I'm not married."
"I saw the credit card bills with your names on them. Don't lie to me."
I thought to myself, Are you serious right now, lady?, and said again, "I'm not married." Then, I realized that she saw my roommate's mail. So, shaking my head in disdain, I told her that my roommate's name is very close to mine and that she has accounts with her mother; that's whose names were on the mail (*as an aside, we were apparently not yet on a last name basis... and apparently she was confused about what my first name was).
She went silent, then burst out with nervous laughter. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" she said over and over. I thanked her for an interesting evening and sped away.
Three days later she e-mailed me to ask for another date, since she didn't have my number anymore. I told her I had plans with my fake wife.
^^^^ wins the thread haha.0 -
I was in college. I brought a girl back to my basement apartment, where I lived with my dog George, a very large German Shepherd. While we were out on our date George had gotten into the pantry. He chose to eat a large can of powdered Nesquik, most of a pound of sugar, and a box of oxo chicken cubes. Upon our return the evidence was scattered around the floor and George was lying in the corner looking rather woozy. I filled his water bowl and cleaned up the mess he had made. He sucked back the water in record time so I filled his bowl again. He finished the second bowl off almost as quickly, so again I filled it. This time he had a few sips and then lay down again. By now his stomach looked to be the size of a basketball. I felt sorry for him, but my sympathy was mitigated by the fact that there was a willing and able coed in my apartment, so I turned down the lights and we started to get busy on the couch. After about five minutes, George suddenly climbs up on the couch and into my lap, which he is now sharing with my date. He then proceeds to evacuate his stomach, from both ends, simultaneously, all over me, her, and the couch.
Needless to say the rest of the date was not nearly as fun.
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My long distance boyfriend was meeting my parents for the first time - at a small family get together for my dad's birthday. I made a special dish - cottage cheese roast. I didn't have any regular Special K cereal on hand, so thought that I could use an almond flavored version just as well. Yeah, not so much. Ten years later he still likes to remind me of that.0
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This one time when I was 33 (as I am now), I still hadn't had a girlfriend because girls aren't into fat guys even though I am a nice guy with a great career and his own house, but even if I lost the weight (starting weight 450 lbs), I would be a saggy-skinned unattractive mess so it didn't really matter anyway. Boy was my face red. Sooooo embarrassing. Someone shoot me please.
You've got a pretty sweet ride if the car is your pic is yours. Don't sell yourself short.
yeh man I agree, you're trying to improve yourself, and you have your life together dude. Thats way better than an ex wife that left with half. just keep going, drop the weight and then if you got some excess skin, use some of that cash from your career + not having an ex wife and get it sorted (if you have to).
sounds like your life is pretty good, you're working on the parts you want to change, and one day the girl will come along.
chin up dude.0 -
I was reading this thread on the patio, laughing out loud like a dork. First at the cheesy potato, then at the dog exploding from both ends. ... Great thread :laugh:
The first date was fine, he seemed normal, was nice. I wasn't really attracted to him, though, figured he'd be a decent friend. A few days later, on his birthday, he waits until 11pm and sends me 30 texts in a row, drunk as a skunk already, before I can even respond to one of them. When I do, I tell him I'm not really interested. Insults galore start flooding my phone for the next 5 hours. I get told I'm not that pretty or interesting anyway and he's with a girl and has two on the side (why are you texting me if you really are right next to your date?? Lol) ... That he has an inheritance that he was planning to spend on me, etc etc
kookoo. Now the running joke is that anyone who flips out and manic texts you after one date obviously has an inheritance. Obviously.0
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