Most akward/embarrassing moment you've had on a date?

i find it interesting that that most of the awkward moments that women describe are things that the other person did and most of the things guys describe are things that they did themselves.

most. not all.

Haha well try this one on for size. I was 17 and a freshman in college, so of course we were drunk at a bar on this date. I was HAMMERED and insisting that I didn't need anyone to help me and just needed to sit down. I completely missed the chair, knocked over several people's drinks and ended up having a bruised tailbone for days. I failed at being classy! :laugh:

I had to use the washroom and upon leaving, he proceeded to take a picture of me with his cell phone. That was just one of the many weird things about him.

I had a first (and last) date ask me what Cajun fries were... I gave a stare and said "uhhh fries with Cajun seasoning?" and she called me a wiseass. Then she proceeded to take the check and tell the server that I always made her pay, and then handed me the bill and said "don't be a Jew" (how'd she know??). We went to get ice cream after and the place only took cash and I had none. She paid for mine and was obnoxious about her paying when I didn't finish my cone and also when I took a wet wipe to my hands to clean off (I don't like dirty hands, so what?). To top it all off, we went for a walk on the bike trail at night, and she asked "is this the part where you rape me and dump my body in a shallow grave?" She texted back a couple days later asking if we could go out again, and needless to say I declined.

Wow! You are a sweetheart for being polite enough to finish that date instead of cutting it short!

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.

Once when I was muuuuuch younger, I went on a first date with a guy I had been set up with and had never met. When he picked me up, he was crazy attractive which i sort of was not expecting. Like a movie star beautiful man. I was so nervous that at dinner I kept pounding wine and I could NOT STOP TALKING. Normally I'm pretty shy around people I don't know well but i was just having this awful nervous reaction. I said the most ridiculous things and made such a fool of my drunk self. when he brought me home, he could not drive away fast enough. He was THAT not into me. I was mortified every time I thought about it for quite a long time after.

I can relate to that. When I was MUCH younger I met a guy through some friends and we ended up hitting a pub-style bar on the first date. Things were going well, but I ended up having a few too many beers and...was just just drunk and super annoying. I felt horrible!!

Found out the lady was into swinging. Her husband told me when we went back to her house for after dinner drinks.

Hahahahaha epic *win

When I was presented with a relationship contract on the third date. It ranged in topic from how many times he expected me to go down on him to naming our children... I still have the copy for Lols.

The same summer I has a date with this guy at a tea shop, he thought it was weird that I liked f1, so had to 'check' that I wasn't a guy. Yes, he groped my vagina IN A TEA SHOP. I loved that place... But I just can't go back... :sad:

Not really sure if it's awkward, embarrassing, or just plain stupid but, when I was 20, I went to a frat party with a girl....we ended up taking her and her two friends in my 4x4 blazer to the local train tunnel (it was the cool thing to do). I didn't drive because I had a few too many. My date drove and she got my blazer stuck so, being the manly man I am, I jumped in the drivers seat, locked it in 4 wheel drive and decided I would just back all the way out to the main road before letting her drive again. Ya know, I didn't even notice that little bridge when we first drove beside the tracks to the train tunnel. Long story short, I flipped the blazer, I flew half way out drivers window and when the blazer landed, it landed on me...pinning me with my face partially submerged in water. I could barely breathe with the blazer pinning me...girls were climbing out the passenger window and screaming "He's dead!!! He's dead!!" Took fire department 45 minutes to get there and get me out. spent 3 days in CCU with bruised heart and collapsed lung. 7 total days in hospital. Never even got a visit from her in the hospital. I suppose it was a valuable lesson though because I was 20 then and 44 now and I haven't gotten behind the wheel of any vehicle even after a sip of alcohol since then.

Holy *kitten*.

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.

:laugh:

When I was presented with a relationship contract on the third date. It ranged in topic from how many times he expected me to go down on him to naming our children... I still have the copy for Lols.

The same summer I has a date with this guy at a tea shop, he thought it was weird that I liked f1, so had to 'check' that I wasn't a guy. Yes, he groped my vagina IN A TEA SHOP. I loved that place... But I just can't go back... :sad:

I thought only Crocodile Dundee did the "sheila check"

It was when I was told by her mother that the girl couldn't go out with me that night because she "was grounded". Girl in question happened to be sheriff's daughter and had claimed to be 19 to me. This was a pretty dead giveaway someone was lying. No more dates after that. (I was 23 if I recall correctly). Not sure why the 'rents let me go out on the first couple dates...either I looked younger to them or she was lying to them about MY age.

When I was presented with a relationship contract on the third date. It ranged in topic from how many times he expected me to go down on him to naming our children... I still have the copy for Lols.

Out of curiousity, what is the going amount these days for fell**io?

I think the biggest surprise is that he was thinking ahead to kids :bigsmile:

Never been on a date

i find it interesting that that most of the awkward moments that women describe are things that the other person did and most of the things guys describe are things that they did themselves.

most. not all.

I always spill my drink. No matter what.

If I go on a date, which I haven't done for years, I will, inevitably, spill my drink. It's probably a law of the universe or something.