Worst Date Ever

captainsuperpants

This year i have had more worst dates than in my whole life. I don't know if it's my age (33) or that i've moved to a smaller, quirkier part of Australia, but anyways, here's one of the worst:

I got a phone call from this guy i met at a bar. He was a bartender. I could see he was a bit of a loose character, not the smartest of gentlemen, but he was cute and he seemed super keen, so i said yes (i must have been desperate).

We meet a trendy bar, we're onto our 2nd beers (By this time i know we're on different planets, but he keeps telling me how much he likes me and i'm loving the attention i guess). Then his phone starts ringing and ringing, and eventually he answers it. He says to me 'oh, it's my friend. I have her cigarettes. she wants to come get them, she'll only be here for a minute'.

So this girl arrives, and immediately insists my date buy her a beer and she joins us, loudly going on about this 'f'n c' and that 'f'n c' and basically every single person (especially female) in the world that she hates. I'm getting bad vibes at this time, but for some crazy reason i still don't leave. i kept thinking she would go, but it just wasn't happening.

Eventually she runs out of cigarettes (she's chain-smoking) and goes to ask another girl from a table of hipsters if she can have a smoke, the hipster girl says yes. At this stage i've stood up to leave and saying goodbye, but i've missed the very important 'look' the hipster gave my dates friend. Suddenly she's stood up and screaming at the hipster "you f'n c, who the f do you think you are, looking down at me, i'm gonna f'n kill you". My date is holding her back, the hipsters are freaking out, and i'm trying to talk this girl down into some sort of sensible behaviour. This goes on for at least 15 mins until i finally felt i could get away without myself getting bashed by this crazy girl.

My date still tried to get in a pash and feel at the end before i rode off as fast as i could on my bike. i still worry that someone i know saw me...

spozzybear

This year i have had more worst dates than in my whole life. I don't know if it's my age (33) or that i've moved to a smaller, quirkier part of Australia, but anyways, here's one of the worst:

I got a phone call from this guy i met at a bar. He was a bartender. I could see he was a bit of a loose character, not the smartest of gentlemen, but he was cute and he seemed super keen, so i said yes (i must have been desperate).

We meet a trendy bar, we're onto our 2nd beers (By this time i know we're on different planets, but he keeps telling me how much he likes me and i'm loving the attention i guess). Then his phone starts ringing and ringing, and eventually he answers it. He says to me 'oh, it's my friend. I have her cigarettes. she wants to come get them, she'll only be here for a minute'.

So this girl arrives, and immediately insists my date buy her a beer and she joins us, loudly going on about this 'f'n c' and that 'f'n c' and basically every single person (especially female) in the world that she hates. I'm getting bad vibes at this time, but for some crazy reason i still don't leave. i kept thinking she would go, but it just wasn't happening.

Eventually she runs out of cigarettes (she's chain-smoking) and goes to ask another girl from a table of hipsters if she can have a smoke, the hipster girl says yes. At this stage i've stood up to leave and saying goodbye, but i've missed the very important 'look' the hipster gave my dates friend. Suddenly she's stood up and screaming at the hipster "you f'n c, who the f do you think you are, looking down at me, i'm gonna f'n kill you". My date is holding her back, the hipsters are freaking out, and i'm trying to talk this girl down into some sort of sensible behaviour. This goes on for at least 15 mins until i finally felt i could get away without myself getting bashed by this crazy girl.

My date still tried to get in a pash and feel at the end before i rode off as fast as i could on my bike. i still worry that someone i know saw me...

LOL omg you poor thing! - I soooo need to know where this quirky part of our country is! Do tell! Just so I can avoid this psycho girl! :bigsmile:

nyxrun

We never made it to a date.

So there's this hot waiter guy at the restaurant I go to in the middle of the night when I work. He's been flirting with me for months, and finallly one day plops down in the chair next to me and says "so xxxx (guy I work with) says he's going to set me up with you." I almost spit my coffee out. We talk a little and I figure that any guy who has the intestinal fortitude to tell me this story deserves at least a look. I gave him my google voice number.
Bad. Mistake.

He texts me and the convo goes downhill pretty quickly with this charming line:

Jt: Then tell me how ! U can be or send pic ! Lisa you are my type if there is one I will tell you how old if u tell me bra size

So I said nup, not happening. Quit answering...and he sends me (note I sanitized it) :
Jt: No piics of ti***es 1:41 AM
Jt: Come on guess not how bout ur beautiful bootie 1:56 AM

The next day I get a message saying he's really not a bad guy, and asking me if I want to go meet up with him after church :laugh: This was last week.

1Clueless1

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I never pay on the first date. I tell them it's dutch as soon as it's decided to go on a date. This way I don't run into the woman who like to go out with guys for the "free" meal and drinks. Some think that's rude, perfectly fine with me, just saved myself time and money. To those who don't mind, or like the idea, great, we can be ourselves and not have to try n impress no one with paying, where were going out to, how much money you have, or lack there of. Second date and beyond, I always pay. First date, gotta get the drift raft outta the way. I'm not in it for the "lay" anymore, I want some substance. JUST MY OPINION..........
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This is a great way to go in my opinion. My first dates I always paid for my own stuff and the guy paid for his. No expectations just two people getting to know each other.

1Clueless1

Not sure why that didn't put up the quote thing but ok. I am clueless after all. Lol

MissShancey

We never made it to a date.

So there's this hot waiter guy at the restaurant I go to in the middle of the night when I work. He's been flirting with me for months, and finallly one day plops down in the chair next to me and says "so xxxx (guy I work with) says he's going to set me up with you." I almost spit my coffee out. We talk a little and I figure that any guy who has the intestinal fortitude to tell me this story deserves at least a look. I gave him my google voice number.
Bad. Mistake.

He texts me and the convo goes downhill pretty quickly with this charming line:

Jt: Then tell me how ! U can be or send pic ! Lisa you are my type if there is one I will tell you how old if u tell me bra size

So I said nup, not happening. Quit answering...and he sends me (note I sanitized it) :
Jt: No piics of ti***es 1:41 AM
Jt: Come on guess not how bout ur beautiful bootie 1:56 AM

The next day I get a message saying he's really not a bad guy, and asking me if I want to go meet up with him after church :laugh: This was last week.

lmfao!
show me your tits, no? ok how bout church lol

seems legit haha .. people these days!

nikilis

This year i have had more worst dates than in my whole life. I don't know if it's my age (33) or that i've moved to a smaller, quirkier part of Australia, but anyways, here's one of the worst:

I got a phone call from this guy i met at a bar. He was a bartender. I could see he was a bit of a loose character, not the smartest of gentlemen, but he was cute and he seemed super keen, so i said yes (i must have been desperate).

We meet a trendy bar, we're onto our 2nd beers (By this time i know we're on different planets, but he keeps telling me how much he likes me and i'm loving the attention i guess). Then his phone starts ringing and ringing, and eventually he answers it. He says to me 'oh, it's my friend. I have her cigarettes. she wants to come get them, she'll only be here for a minute'.

So this girl arrives, and immediately insists my date buy her a beer and she joins us, loudly going on about this 'f'n c' and that 'f'n c' and basically every single person (especially female) in the world that she hates. I'm getting bad vibes at this time, but for some crazy reason i still don't leave. i kept thinking she would go, but it just wasn't happening.

Eventually she runs out of cigarettes (she's chain-smoking) and goes to ask another girl from a table of hipsters if she can have a smoke, the hipster girl says yes. At this stage i've stood up to leave and saying goodbye, but i've missed the very important 'look' the hipster gave my dates friend. Suddenly she's stood up and screaming at the hipster "you f'n c, who the f do you think you are, looking down at me, i'm gonna f'n kill you". My date is holding her back, the hipsters are freaking out, and i'm trying to talk this girl down into some sort of sensible behaviour. This goes on for at least 15 mins until i finally felt i could get away without myself getting bashed by this crazy girl.

My date still tried to get in a pash and feel at the end before i rode off as fast as i could on my bike. i still worry that someone i know saw me...

LOL omg you poor thing! - I soooo need to know where this quirky part of our country is! Do tell! Just so I can avoid this psycho girl! :bigsmile:

lol... sounds like a slow motion train crash. if noone saw u it didnt happen!

note:

zac effron is made of wood. I'm watching the lucky one. yes I know.

nikilis

We never made it to a date.

So there's this hot waiter guy at the restaurant I go to in the middle of the night when I work. He's been flirting with me for months, and finallly one day plops down in the chair next to me and says "so xxxx (guy I work with) says he's going to set me up with you." I almost spit my coffee out. We talk a little and I figure that any guy who has the intestinal fortitude to tell me this story deserves at least a look. I gave him my google voice number.
Bad. Mistake.

He texts me and the convo goes downhill pretty quickly with this charming line:

Jt: Then tell me how ! U can be or send pic ! Lisa you are my type if there is one I will tell you how old if u tell me bra size

So I said nup, not happening. Quit answering...and he sends me (note I sanitized it) :
Jt: No piics of ti***es 1:41 AM
Jt: Come on guess not how bout ur beautiful bootie 1:56 AM

The next day I get a message saying he's really not a bad guy, and asking me if I want to go meet up with him after church :laugh: This was last week.

hoooo..... still in progress. I guess you cant go back to your late night spot. that sucks.

ahjenny

These have been awesome. I can't really recall any bad date experiences... I must have blocked them out of my head.