Worst Date Ever

In my early 20's. Friends of mine were celebrating their anniversary and they wanted me to join them on a night out. I (mostly) jokingly said I wouldn't go unless they found me a date.

They invited a guy that we worked with, who I didn't know all that well. We'll call him Geoff. My first question was whether he was old enough to drink! (he was - actually older than me). So we all go out to a bar/club, Tuesday night $2 drinks. Very loud music, cramped - you know, the usual terrible small-town "night club" scene. Don't speak to each other because we can't (and I don't know what to say). Terrible drinks. Awkward.

Last call comes, we start walking back my friends' place where we would all crash that night (because drinking and driving is bad!). During the walk back, my friends start arguing. Maybe arguing isn't the right word - it would be more accurate to say they were attempting to start WWIII. Screaming at each other - this big dramatic fight. Terrible things being said. Extra awkward.

"Geoff" and I are embarrassed - cross the street and pretend not to know these crazy arguing people. Start getting to know each other, and actually discover we have a lot in common. Spend the rest of the night talking. Hang out daily for a month or two, then started dating.

12 years later, we're getting married

One of the worst dates I've had, but it still ended well! (and our crazy friends are still together too!!)

Yes, i went to one, the bloke had recently split up with his wife, but obviously still in love with her, was even referring to her in present tense.

He was so nervous he was hopping from foot to foot like a nervous kid who needed a wee, and had verbal diaorrhea for the whole two hours of hell. He even told me how Marine fish tank water got distilled differently than tropical fish tank water...step by step.

We ate at Yo Sushi... and after two plates said hmm I'm stuffed and asked for the bill.. i was STARVING!

I told him i had to get home and walk the dog, he asked if he could come with me... so i faked a call from the kids and said I'm really sorry got to go, byye.....then he insisted on walking me to the car and stuck his tongue down by throat and his erection into my leg... EWWWW. Traumatised.

I allowed myself to be fixed up by my boss. What I was thinking, I do not know.
He asked where I'd like to go and I mentioned a Japanese restaurant that I really liked, so we met there. I ordered my favorite thing: The chirashi sushi bowl. He ordered sushi as well, When it arrived, I licked my chops and dug in. After a couple of bites I stopped and looked at him, he wasn't eating. He sat there with his hands politely folded. I asked him why he wasn't eating, and he told me that he didn't like sushi. I asked him why he ordered sushi then, and he told me that he ordered it because I did, and that he thought I might like that.

WTF?

After my ex had insisted that all 'nice guys finish last' while we were dating, I had made it my mission to give all nice guys that asked me out at least one chance before I got rid of them (LOL).

So I went out for drinks with this one guy who seemed oh so strange, yet nice enough. Anyway, he bought me one drink, we chatted for about an hour, but because I was dead tired for work, I told him that it was time to call it a night. His response was "Okay, back to my place then?" And I was like "Umm, no? I'm going home." And he responded "What are you serious? We're going back to my place, obviously".

He was literally gobsmacked that after ONE drink, I wouldn't bang him.

So in the end, he wasn't very nice after all!! And he was not good looking in any way, and was extremely short (HUGE deal breaker for me), nor was I giving off any sexual energy, so he didn't even have any justification for being so upfront about it.

So so gross.

Oh, I think I have all of you beat!

So, I meet this guy online. We had been talking for a while and found that we had a lot in common. He asks me out for dinner and I say yes. I arrive at the italian restaraunt that we agree to meet at and here is where the fun begins ladies and gentlemen. First off, he is about 10 years older than what his pictures looked like, and slightly balding. To best describe him, he looked like a cancer patient. I was raised to never judge a book by its cover so I let that slide. We go inside and sit down at the table and we order and start talking and things are going okay and then the akward conversation begins. He proceeds to tell me that he is into bdsm and has a balloon fetish. I was not quite sure what that was, but as they say, curiosity killed the cat. He explains that he is aroused by balloons. What!?! Can you repeat that? Yes, he said that he is sexually aroused by ballons. Now, I thought he was trolling me so I laugh it off and he proceeds to tell me in depth how balloons are made. By this time, our food has arrived. So while we are eating he continues to talk and then he springs it on me. He asks me to do unspeakable things with balloons such as putting deflated balloons in my private parts so when I am not around him, he can blow them up and smell 'me' on them and lick the taste off of it. I am mortified. I dont even know how to respond to this but I am no longer hungry. Not only does he want me to do this with balloons but he wants me to go back to his apartment and do it to his pillow so he can smell me there when he sleeps. I am ready to leave at this point so I tell him that I am not feeling well and I need to leave. The waiter comes over and takes the dirty dishes from our table and asks us if we would like desert and my date looks at the waiter and says "No, I will be having desert in about 15 minutes, when I take her home and bend her over my couch!" I look at the water and shake my head NO NO NO and he laughs. So my date pays and walks me to my car... which was so not necessary. I would rather take my chances with rapists and theives than him, but I digress. So we are standing at my car and he says "Get your fat a** over here and give me a kiss, you sexy BBW!" Apparenlty, he has a BBW fetish as well. I just look at him and shake my head, get in my car without saying a word, and drive off. It was awfull!

yeah i think we have a winner !

Oh, I think I have all of you beat!

So, I meet this guy online. We had been talking for a while and found that we had a lot in common. He asks me out for dinner and I say yes. I arrive at the italian restaraunt that we agree to meet at and here is where the fun begins ladies and gentlemen. First off, he is about 10 years older than what his pictures looked like, and slightly balding. To best describe him, he looked like a cancer patient. I was raised to never judge a book by its cover so I let that slide. We go inside and sit down at the table and we order and start talking and things are going okay and then the akward conversation begins. He proceeds to tell me that he is into bdsm and has a balloon fetish. I was not quite sure what that was, but as they say, curiosity killed the cat. He explains that he is aroused by balloons. What!?! Can you repeat that? Yes, he said that he is sexually aroused by ballons. Now, I thought he was trolling me so I laugh it off and he proceeds to tell me in depth how balloons are made. By this time, our food has arrived. So while we are eating he continues to talk and then he springs it on me. He asks me to do unspeakable things with balloons such as putting deflated balloons in my private parts so when I am not around him, he can blow them up and smell 'me' on them and lick the taste off of it. I am mortified. I dont even know how to respond to this but I am no longer hungry. Not only does he want me to do this with balloons but he wants me to go back to his apartment and do it to his pillow so he can smell me there when he sleeps. I am ready to leave at this point so I tell him that I am not feeling well and I need to leave. The waiter comes over and takes the dirty dishes from our table and asks us if we would like desert and my date looks at the waiter and says "No, I will be having desert in about 15 minutes, when I take her home and bend her over my couch!" I look at the water and shake my head NO NO NO and he laughs. So my date pays and walks me to my car... which was so not necessary. I would rather take my chances with rapists and theives than him, but I digress. So we are standing at my car and he says "Get your fat a** over here and give me a kiss, you sexy BBW!" Apparenlty, he has a BBW fetish as well. I just look at him and shake my head, get in my car without saying a word, and drive off. It was awfull!

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..........

yah I think arranging dutch beforehand is ok too, I just like to pay in general because I don't like squabbling over the bill, so with my friends ill just pay and they throw whatever cash they have at me. not really worried about a couple of £.

I just to pay because I think its a nice thing to do. I kind of see dates as a chance to give a girl a day they will remember. meet in the afternoon, walk and talk through my favourite part of the city, drink coffee, maybe go to a museum, street markets, french danish, artspaces. it used to be my saturday thing.

even if you only saw them once, you still gave them a day they will remember, thats doing a little good in the world. I always see them again tho. hehe.

In my early 20's. Friends of mine were celebrating their anniversary and they wanted me to join them on a night out. I (mostly) jokingly said I wouldn't go unless they found me a date.

They invited a guy that we worked with, who I didn't know all that well. We'll call him Geoff. My first question was whether he was old enough to drink! (he was - actually older than me). So we all go out to a bar/club, Tuesday night $2 drinks. Very loud music, cramped - you know, the usual terrible small-town "night club" scene. Don't speak to each other because we can't (and I don't know what to say). Terrible drinks. Awkward.

Last call comes, we start walking back my friends' place where we would all crash that night (because drinking and driving is bad!). During the walk back, my friends start arguing. Maybe arguing isn't the right word - it would be more accurate to say they were attempting to start WWIII. Screaming at each other - this big dramatic fight. Terrible things being said. Extra awkward.

"Geoff" and I are embarrassed - cross the street and pretend not to know these crazy arguing people. Start getting to know each other, and actually discover we have a lot in common. Spend the rest of the night talking. Hang out daily for a month or two, then started dating.

12 years later, we're getting married

One of the worst dates I've had, but it still ended well! (and our crazy friends are still together too!!)

wooow! thats an awesome story! wow u made him wait a month! damn! ahh... that made me feel happy

I don't know where these guys come from. A man should always pay on the first date, and probably the second.
its just the way it is.

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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..........