Worst date you've ever been on?

for a first date once, i went to her apt. to pick her up...walked inside, and noticed her dog laying by the window on the other side of the apt. i thought it was a tad bit strange the he didnt meet me at the door let alone bark at me. i asked if there was something wrong with the dog, and she said, "no he died a few days ago, and i just havent had the time to bury him". i was like WTF!

I went out with myself once. Conversation was almost non-existent and I didn't even put out afterwards.

I was mortified.

I just remembered one more. It wasn't horrible like some of yours, admittedly. Just odd. I went on a Match.com date with a nice enough guy. We went mini-golfing and things were going nicely. It was early when they closed the mini-golf course, so I asked if he wanted to grab a bite or a coffee. He said he wasn't hungry and didn't drink coffee, but of course we could go somewhere. We went to a Starbucks, I got a plain coffee and bought him a bottle of water. I offered to get him whatever he wanted (he'd paid for all the mini-golf and arcade stuff) and he just said he wanted water. Fine.

We sit down, and begin talking. The conversation turned to food. I tell him I love sushi. He says he doesn't eat sushi. I playfully tell him he doesn't know what he's missing, and he says "No, I just don't eat anything from the ocean." Ah-ha, ok. So I ask him what he likes to eat. It came down to the following things: Well-done steak, no sauce; fried chicken, and he really only ate the skin; "tacos" made with those crunchy Ortega taco shells, ground beef, and 1000 Island sauce, plain pizza and he threw out the crust, and Totino's pizza rolls. THAT'S IT. Nothing green, nothing from the ocean, no ethnic cuisine, no drinks other than water, no fruits or vegetables, pasta was "too bready", etc. I kept looking around for a hidden camera because I thought I might be getting punk'd. He just told me he was a picky eater growing up, and that's all he wanted to eat. He was in his mid-30s and said he never got fat, so it couldn't be that bad for him.

I pictured my future with him, pushing a shopping cart sadly past the produce section, past the fish department, past the spits of delicious roasting chickens... filling my cart with box after box of pizza rolls while a single tear slides down my cheek. Couldn't do it. He was sweet, very kind, cute, friendly, and a total gentleman. But we'd never be compatible. I hope he found the girl of his pizza roll dreams.

So, my inordinately tall date and I go out for lunch. We meet and it's a tish awkward and first, but always is on a blind date. No biggy.

He immediately says something in regards to how he eats really healthy which launches into something about meat and slaughter houses and how he doesn't believe in killing animals. I... like my dead animals. I love a good steak. But alas, to each their own. I just find it an odd first topic as we look to order. He orders chicken and states he's not up for a greasy burger.... Ok.

From there, however, things got much smoother. Conversation flowing, good laughs, etc. Really, perfectly lovely date.

Then the check comes. He immediately grabs it, and I pull my wallet out of my purse. He shows me the bill ($21.89) and I throw in a $20. Awkwardly, he follows suit. The waitress takes it. He comments "I hope she doesn't think that's a $19 tip!" Then, when she does come back, he keeps the change after leaving $3 on the table.

Analyze....