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This is a tricky one because in my rather brief time on the dating scene I've had a few stinkers.
One of the worst though wasn't even a date, so she insisted. It wasn't even "meeting for a coffee", which was stage two of the interview process with this particular specimen of womanhood apparently. She said that she would meet me, although she made it blatantly clear that she really wasn't that keen, because it turned out that we had gone to school together. She wanted me to meet her in a supermarket car park (That's "parking lot", for you Americans). She lived in a town that was really hard for me to get to and I don't drive, so I thought it wasn't a date supposedly and it was probably going to be awkward and embarrasing anyway, so I asked my mother if she could drive me there. The "date" was terrible. The woman did recognise me and I hadn't been popular at school. I got a rather patronising handshake from this alleged ex model who had several children all from different men and the expected awkward conversation. Needless to say, we never met again. |
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Well the upside is you guys were at a grocery store, you could have gotten your grocery shopping done
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LoL man, i feel really sorry for you. Things like these are horrible when they happens but I'm pretty sure that with time it will become a really funny anecdote.
Now i have to wonder, why did you agree to meet her in the first place... from point A it did not look good at all. I would have aborted the operation lol/. |
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Edited by
TawtStrat
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Wed 02/06/13 04:02 AM
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It was quite a few years ago actually and yeah, I just think of it now as a funny story.
I suppose that I just went along with it out of dogged determination. She had agreed to meet me and apparently this was how she met men before she decided if she wanted to meet them "for coffee". She was reluctant to meet anyone for what she considered to be an actual date and we had only talked on the telephone without seeing any pictures of each other. Now, I know that women fancy me because I have it on good authority from women in pubs that I'm a good looking guy and she had agreed to a face to face. She was playing hard to get by putting men through this sort of thing before she would agree to "date" them but it was a date as far as I was concerned. She was an annoying person and I wanted her to give me a proper reason why she wouldn't date me. I thought there was something wrong with her and I asked her what was wrong with me if she didn't want to date me. I suppose I went to meet her that day because I don't give up easily and if she said that it wasn't because of the way I look that is further confirmation that there must be something wrong with any woman that doesn't fancy me. |
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Mine was a blind date, need I say more?
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I once was so bored here in WI, I purposefully took a girl that looked like a pot-bellied pig to a restaurant. I stared at the waitresses because swine isn't really what I'm used to. She finished her plate. Then I took her to the petting zoo. I swore at the kids and animals. She got firm hold of a pot-bellied pig and ran her nails across it, leaving scratch marks all over. I swore some more and went home.
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She "suggested" we meet for a "bite to eat" at a restaurant she picked out. She showed up without a cent in her pocket, dressed like a bag lady, was minimally conversational, and left without even saying thanks for the meal.
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She "suggested" we meet for a "bite to eat" at a restaurant she picked out. She showed up without a cent in her pocket, dressed like a bag lady, was minimally conversational, and left without even saying thanks for the meal. The true horrors we men go through. If they only knew what vile forces are really at work. |
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Mine was a blind date, need I say more? Yes. |
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Mine was a blind date, need I say more? Yes. My parents met on a blind date and have been married for over 50 years. |
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Mine was a blind date, need I say more? Yes. My parents met on a blind date and have been married for over 50 years. Ok you two. I was 16 and was completely unattracted to her and all she wanted to do was make out. Help! Get me outta here. |
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Let's hear one now Torgo. The worst.
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Well back when i used to dabble in drugs. I invited this girl to a east coast political punk type concert here in vegas. I didnt have a car was only 17 at the time, but we agreed to meet on the bus. It already started bad when my dealer was late .. as usual and im all dressed up and im extremely dope sick. I finally get what i need and finally say come on bby im ready , im sorry please still come even though were an hour late ! she agrees . we meet on the bus as planned and she looks so beautifull. we go all the way across town , laughing and talking about school. talking about how i can change. what i need to do for us to get serious. it surprisingly goes really well. I still love this girl by the way. We finally get there. i asked where the concerts at ? the guy says it was yesturday.... So this date is all bad already. im super embarrassed and all. she says its ok lets just hang out. we walk around freemont and the strip, drinking and talking it was actually really great. She gets curious about my drugs. I say no i cant . its my downfall bby. She convinces me to smoke with her and we do. (mind you i feel like such a loser cause of this) I gave her a few hits and she literaly starts passing out. im freaking out. i dont know what to do. i think i even found jesus at that moment. I had to walk her around the strip holding her head up. We get on the bus and everyone is giving me the look. im like oh godddd please ! She wakes up a little on the bus and i give her some water and im glad shes ok. she starts mumbling how im a piece of s@#$, how could you do this to me ! all bad. Im so guilt ridden. We finally get to her house and im trying to sneak her in . shes more ,i guess contious and awake. she told me to just leave her there. and i was like no. i put you here ill help as much as i can. Then her inside light turns on and i panicked . her dad is the biggest guy ive ever seen to this day. she starts calling his name and im like shhh shhh no no. he comes outside and i ran home crying. The worst date in my entire life and it was all my fault. ...
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This is a tricky one because in my rather brief time on the dating scene I've had a few stinkers. One of the worst though wasn't even a date, so she insisted. It wasn't even "meeting for a coffee", which was stage two of the interview process with this particular specimen of womanhood apparently. She said that she would meet me, although she made it blatantly clear that she really wasn't that keen, because it turned out that we had gone to school together. She wanted me to meet her in a supermarket car park (That's "parking lot", for you Americans). She lived in a town that was really hard for me to get to and I don't drive, so I thought it wasn't a date supposedly and it was probably going to be awkward and embarrasing anyway, so I asked my mother if she could drive me there. The "date" was terrible. The woman did recognise me and I hadn't been popular at school. I got a rather patronising handshake from this alleged ex model who had several children all from different men and the expected awkward conversation. Needless to say, we never met again. Should I stress the importance of having wheels dating? No buddy to take you? anybody but your momma? Dude, that just nailed the coffin shut... you garantied it was going to be awkward and embarrasing... Tell me she didn't wait in the car? hahaha Mine was meeting the inlaws for dinner at their place... blocked the toilet good. No plunger = yea... good times! |
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I am not Torgo, but I can tell of one of my worst dates/first meets.
He picked the restuarant. I arrived a bit before him. He arrived and deceided that he did not like that restuarant. So I followed him in my car to another family type burger place ( I think it was a Rockney's or like that.) We were seated and when the waitress was on her way back for our orders,little kids seated all around, he asked, "What would you do if I crawled under the table and licked your cl!t?" I got up and left. He wrote later and asked why I left? |
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You got offered some damn head. Torgo speak.
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You got offered some damn head. Yeah? well, so not cool at dinner in a family diner, with kids around. |
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You got offered some damn head. Yeah? well, so not cool at dinner in a family diner, with kids around. Actually, those are the best times to pull something like that. Kudos to him. Sucks to you. |
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The "date" was terrible. The woman did recognise me and I hadn't been popular at school. I got a rather patronising handshake from this alleged ex model who had several children all from different men and the expected awkward conversation. Needless to say, we never met again. Maybe it would have been best to find out more about her, like the children before you even met in person. Save time on both parties. |
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Well, we did chat for quite a while on the phone before we met and she did tell me that she had children. That wouldn't have bothered me. I expect them to have children.
I had explained to her that I am not a normal person. I told her that I was going to get a lift from my mum. She said that it was not a date but she did agree to meet me. She said it like she was doing me some great favour. We had gone to school together and I remembered her vaguely but she didn't remember me. We had something in common to talk about at least and I guess she wanted to put a face to the guy that had phoned her up on a dating thing and seemed to know things about her. |
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