When Jenny finds out, she stops crying and runs to the bathroom. The shower starts running. Hank and Gabby come over, and Gabby, who also has had enough, has some choice words for Jenny, who does not reply. They help me put all of Jenny's things in, on, or near her suitcase, and as we're doing this we find he passport, which clearly states that she is, in fact, sixteen years old. Not my proudest moment.
We finish packing, and then they go home. As soon as the door shuts, Jenny unlocks the bath room door. Apparently, she has been sitting in the shower, on the drain, thus flooding the entire bath room with a good inch or so of water. I hand her the phone and tell her to either call the airline to book a new return flight, or call the nearest hotel to make arrangements with them for the rest of her stay in Denmark.
She turns on the waterworks again, but when she sees the look on my face, she immediately stops and does as told. The next morning, she leaves, bawling her head off. I have had enough at this point and can't be bothered to even walk her to the station, which is four minutes away by foot. The day after, she calls and tells me she got home alright, and thank you for a wonderful time and can she please come visit again soon. I tell her that we will have to discuss this later, as I'm about to leave my apartment for a photo job downtown which is true.
While I'm out, she calls my home phone times, my cell phone, which is on silent, times, and there are also 53 emails when I open my Outlook. These numbers are factual, not exaggerations. This is the final straw. Next time she calls, I lose it and yell at her incoherently, tell her to never contact me again, and hang up.
I block her from all avenues that I can think of where she might be able to contact me, and that, fortunately, is that. If you've made it this far, I thank you. Things have gotten better for me. I'm married to a gorgeous Japanese woman - who I've known ever since she was an exchange student here eight years ago - and who is moving here in just about a month, and life is good. We've known each other since , when she was an exchange student here.
She's fluent in Danish, and we got married here last fall. Her family loves me, my family loves her, and we love each oher. The immigration laws in Denmark are harsh hopefully they are getting changed in a few days , and we have to pay DKK , in a locked-for-four-years deposit because she not a member of the European Union pretty close to slavery if you ask me. So right now she's in Japan where she has a decent job and can earn money while I'm here also trying to earn money.
Plane ticket has been bought. Paperwork should be in order. There are a few stories I'd love to tell that unfortunately involve redditors, but here's one that doesn't. Went on a date with a Navy boy, he seemed smart and sweet online. He picks me up in this incredibly ostentatious yellow Camaro, which I have the sneaking suspicion he borrowed as it was a stick and dude was having a helluva time driving it.
We decide to go walk on the boardwalk for awhile, so he pulls into a parking garage. In his attempt to park the car, he completely sideswipes the car next to us - leaving yellow paint all across their car. He didn't even act like anything happened, so I say, 'Umm, I think you may have hit the car next to us. Fast forward, the date is going poorly as a hit and run is never a good start , and it's miserably hot out so we decide to see a movie. It happened to be Shrek The Final Chapter- a kid's movie. He has his feet on the seats in front of us, which is no big deal, until a dad holding his toddler daughter comes in and the only seats still open are the ones in front of us.
The dad goes to sit down - Navy boy doesn't move his feet, in fact he even moves his feet forward a bit so that he hits the dad in the head. The dad looks back at us, and then Navy boy sighs heavily, takes his feet down, looks at me and goes, 'My feet were there first. After the movie he asked if I wanted to go to dinner, I said no, he drops me off I'm surprised he didn't drop the transmission as well Just kidding, I took mental note of his license plates and called the parking garage.
Did not see again. One guy - great guy, smart, attractive, very nice, I promise! Well, we went out for sushi and we just didn't quite Maybe we just weren't terribly attracted to each other, or maybe, I dunno, we were just both SAPs. But, it was awkward enough that I thought the date was going to end after dinner. So, I kind of casually said after dinner that I was just going to walk to my friend's apartment because they happened to live close. He goes, "Okay great, that sounds like fun! I know, I know, I should've clarified that I meant I was leaving, but I didn't want to hurt his feelings.
Anyways, we end up having a few drinks at my friend's place, and my friend and I say how we were planning to go to this bar for karaoke. Again, he assumes we meant all together I know, I'm bad at making things clear, obviously. We go, we're all drinking, he gets kind of plastered.
He starts leaning on me and being a little too touchy for how awkward the date has been, and eventually my friend and I decide we're going to just bounce. We all drove together, so he comes back with us. THEN, we get back to my friend's apartment, he asks if he can use the bathroom, of course we say yes. So my friend and I are sitting in her living room, watching Hocus Pocus because what else do you watch when you're drunk! I kept knocking and asking if I could call him a cab, but he kept saying he was 'fine'. Eventually, Hocus Pocus ends, and my friend having more balls than myself tells him he has to leave.
I walk him out to the front porch, ask again if I can call him a cab, he says no, leans in as if he's going to kiss me, seems to think better of it, and then says he hopes he can see me again soon. Dude, I'm sorry if you're reading because I know it was probably just a bad night! But, yeahhh, having an already awkward first date end by watching Hocus Pocus with an added puking soundtrack was not exactly the best online dating experience ever He really was very nice, we just had no connection and he had too much to drink.
But, he's dating someone now! And they seem to be very happy together, so ya know - maybe his night of puking with me was just a stepping stone to meeting her. Met a woman for a date, wasn't lot of chemistry, but she worked two interesting jobs, and there was no real warning signs. For a second date she invites me to this picnic campout thing were she didn't know the people very well. We talk about how most of her friends are guys and most of mine are girls.
She says she is bringing "crew" along. The crew turns out to be another guy and 2 dogs. I engage the guy, he is super friendly and nice, spends his time fetching things for her, playing with children. We know some of the same people. After about 5 hours that I'm sitting alone with her, and ask, "how long have you known tim?
On the other hand I advertized on Craigslist Causal Encounters for someone to have freaky bdsm sex with. She turned out to be pretty, rational, great to talk to and fun in the sack. You finally got a date? She finally got a date with YOU. You sir are a fucking beast, and she's lucky to be hanging out with you. I got faith in you buddy. Be yourself, be confident, and have fun. And if she's not that into you? That just means you're one girl closer to meeting that special someone that I know is out there for you.
Hope i struck a nerve and helped him out. And yes, yes you can. But you can only pay me in beers and high fives. I'm so pumped right now! The only way this would be better is if you had a really offensive username, to fit the reddit stereotype. A friend of mine set up an account for a presentation on the 'successes of modern technology on the dating scene'.
His final report included a great story - He met up with a girl who was using her daughters photos for herself, saying she was 25 online but was really 55, and said she had no ethical problems lying online as long as she told the truth while in person. To top it off, she was on her third marriage and had multiple facebook accounts.
I talked to this guy online for a couple of days, when we realized we have the same favorite bar he invited me out for a drink at that bar. He was late, I started to get annoyed but when he showed up I soon learned that his photos did not do him justice. He was so incredibly hot. I immediately felt like an ugly little troll, an ugly troll that just wanted to take his pants off.
He bought me a drink and we started talking, both of us had admitted to being shy but we had a great conversation anyway. After a few drinks he offered to walk me home, I knew where it was going and I was ok with it. I brought him to my room and he sat on my bed. I sat next to him and it was awkward and quiet, we were drunk but SAP still took over. He noticed my glasses on the nightstand and put them on my face.
He stared at me for a second, then climbed on top of me and kissed me. Just weird kissing, then he said, " do you think it's weird I wouldn't touch you until you had your glasses on? I fucking love glasses. He freaked out and I told him it was ok not like he can help it, it happens and we got dressed. He got under the covers and got really quiet and serious. I didn't know what to do, I didn't want him there. Then he started telling me about all the times he'd tried to kill himself and how much he hates his life. He told me he was just using me. Got me drunk, got me home, wouldn't leave and now I'd have to hear him get his problems out.
I tried to talk to him so he'd feel better and hopefully leave, but he just kept saying things that upset me. Finally I told him to go, and walked him to the door. He kissed me on the forehead and walked backward down my hallway staring at me until he got to the stairs. There was a guy I never even actually met because I got a super creepy vibe from him, but he would send out mass texts regularly asking if I wanted to do anything that night. I could tell it was a mass text because it showed the numbers of everybody else he was texting on my iPhone. Conversation, after many ignored texts, as follows:.
Hey, want to do anything tonight? Can you please remove me from this mass text list? I've never even met you. This isn't a mass text lol. Screenshot where it lists everybody else he's texting Him: Yeah we can all read this. This happened a couple years ago. She swore up and down we were perfect for each other. She's an adorable, petite, dirty blond with glasses and freckles. I could tell she was a bit nervous. We sit down and order drinks.
She downs her apple martini in less than 5 minutes, orders another and apologizes, stating she wants to loosen up a bit because she's nervous since her friend "talked me up" so much. Which is odd since I don't even know her friend that well at all. Fast forward a bit. She ended up having 2 martini's before the appetizers came, 2 more in between appetizers and 3 more during dinner and 1 more right before the check came.
The trouble came as we were about to leave and she decided to use the restroom before we hit the road. She fell twice on the way and once on the way back. Since she was clearly hammered, I offered to drive her home and give her some cash for a cab in the morning to pick her car up. She agreed but declined the cash. Mind you its nearing midnight and I have to get up at 5: As we are driving toward her apartment it becomes apparent that, combined with her drunken state and the fact she's lived in the valley for less than 2 weeks, she forgot her address AND how to get herself home.
We drive around North Hollywood and Studio City for an hour trying to remember her street or any local landmarks. I offer to let her stay at my place. She can crash on my bed and I'll take the couch. She's ok with this. On my way back to my place she attempts to throw up out the car window but doesn't realize the window was never open in the first place.
Now she's crying and apologizing like crazy. I get her to my apartment, carry her up the 3 flights of stairs and toss her on my bed. I go downstairs and spend another 40 minutes cleaning out my car and finally get to sleep on my couch around 2AM. I run in wearing just my boxers, flip the light on. The girl pauses for a second, looks at me and screams more, backs into a corner and throws my nightstand lamp at me while yelling "Who the fuck are you.
It eventually all comes back to her. She starts crying and apologizing. After I calm her down some more, I give her a ride home. During our ride home the awkward silence is only broken by her apologizing while sobbing, telling me how to get to her place, and then asking if we "hooked up. She replied with something along the lines of "Oh. I'm not typically a lush and I'm definitely not a slut. I was just super nervous and didn't know my limit last night. You seem great and I hope we can see each other again. The next day, while slothing around work in a meeting, she called.
It went to voicemail. Immediately she called again.. Said voicemail went something like this "Soooo I was thinking about what I asked you on our way home last night in regards to us hooking up. Aaaaaand I'm kind of curious as to WHY you didn't try anything with me? Is it because you think you're too good for me huh? Big shot LA guy? I'm not a slut and don't sleep around but you missed a shot at some awesome sex last night. I'm just having trouble adjusting to a new place. You seem real great. Please call me back and please don't ignore me.
Her friend, the receptionist, apologized profusely the next time I saw her. We didn't talk much about it after that. Pukes all over my car. Can't drive or remember way to her apartment. Stays at my place in my bed while I sleep on my couch. Wakes up at 4AM, doesn't know where she is, freaks out, screams throws lamp at me. I calm her down, take her home.
She calls me 4 times the next day, leaves voicemail scathing me for not taking advantage of her. Calls back shortly after and apologizes, asks to hang out again. I never speak to her again. The worst part is that you did the right thing by not taking advantage of her and she had the nerve to get mad at you. Went on one date. He would not stop talking about his "gorgeous" ex-wife. Also mentioned being a lawyer, his huge house, and what a manwhore he'd been since his divorce about a million times. Was very self-absorbed and clearly just looking for hook-ups. Texted me the next day: The fun committee is meeting at my house tonight.
Yeah you and me are the only members. Met a guy on craigslist. After talking to him on the phone for a few weeks, decided to meet up at his place for our first date. Turns out the 2nd bedroom in his apartment is a shrine to his dead grandparents. I figure since they raised him, it must be his way of remembering them, so I let it go.
We date a few months and it just so happens he demands we take showers and sleep nude every night so as not to "contaminate" the bed sheets. I got out of bed for a glass of water once, and ended up getting yelled at for 30 minutes about how I brought germs from the living room into the bed room. The whole relationship was like something out of the twilight zone. We broke up shortly after he demanded my mother sign a letter saying she will respect his wishes not to meet her and have it notarized.
The scariest thing about this that he's an NYPD officer. Not exactly who I want out there protecting the sheets streets. I'm a paraplegic and have been stood up many of times when going out on dates. They never show to the place or when I come to pick them up. One time, I even drove miles to meet what seemed to be a cool chick. Pulled up, hit it off good, got some Chili's, went back to her place and was going to watch a movie in her room on the bed. I rolled up to the bed to transfer over, and the way a person who is paralyzed has to get onto the bed, they have to reach down and grab their legs and lift them up onto the bed.
I tried to not really say anything or not look at her, trying to not turn an awkward situation even more awkward, but after the 20 seconds was up, I looked up at her and said I mean, I understand what is wrong with me, that's fine, I have to deal with that, and I tried to be the coolest guy with everything, joking about the paraplegia and all that good stuff, setting off the "I understand what happened to me and I don't dwell on it and am moving on" vibe, but that right there It tore me up.
I swear I hate being paralyzed. It's bad enough that I have to enlighten any girl that is even remotely interested in me in the direction of sex because most think that I can't do it So, I had been talking to this guy, K, over okcupid. He lived about two hours from me and decided to take a trip to meet me.
I wasn't opposed to it. He was pudgy his profile said he was "thin". He had super crooked teeth. Either way, I was still willing to give him a chance. I'm not that shallow. He brought a bottle of wine I don't really drink much. We went out to lunch, which was nice enough, and then went to hang out at my apartment. He finished the entire rest of the bottle This was well before 4 PM. Next thing I know, he's begging me to make out with him.
I gave it a go for a minute before becoming really turned off and stopping. I just wasn't feeling it. He then started complaining that he was tired and drunk and that he wanted to sleep. I told him that he was welcome to crash on my couch for the evening. He asked if he could sleep in my bed. I said that that'd be ok and that I'd sleep on the couch, then. I guess he just really wanted to sleep with me because next thing I know, he is yelling, throwing a total hissy fit, and storming out of my apartment to drive back to where he came from while totally drunk.
Zero dates and maybe two messages. Confidence is totally flagging - I think I'm worth dating but clearly nobody else does. To me that's a horror story. Ask a friend to look over your profile- maybe there's something there you don't see but that might be a red flag for potential dates? This, I had my friends gf look over my profile and I found my current gf of almost a year in a week.
Yeah, maybe he abreviated "standards" and put I have high STD's in the description. I seem to remember there was a sub-reddit on here somewhere that was set up so people could 'submit' their online dating profile for criticism of the positive variety. Something like that might be a good idea, people with experience in the online dating world could tell you how to spice it up a bit or maybe suggest different pictures if they feel something about the ones you are using would put people off. I never understood that. I met a girl who I thought was cute on POF.
She only had a pic of her face, and nothing of the rest of her body. I figure, okay maybe shes overweight or something, but her profile read, "average body type". I chatted with her and ended up talking to her that same night on the phone for over 3 hours. I had work to do, but I liked her in the pic and she seemed nice. I facebook stalked her, found out she looked over lbs.
Why would she set up that lie? Shes only going to set the person up for disappointment. I mean I know I'm definitely not good looking, but I at least try to be straightforward about it. I do have flattering pics up, but I usually balance it with unflattering ones too. Just so they can get a feel for the whole shebang. I don't see why girls do that. I am chubby and I always post one full body pic on the profile. I'm quite pretty but if a guy isn't into girls with a little fluff then why waste either one of our time? TIL that a lot of people who use dating sites have 1 or 2 horrible experiences and then meet their spouse I went out with a girl from OK cupid who got out of a lesbian relationship and was ready to get back on the pogo stick.
Things were fun, we got along pretty good until the second night when I was getting a BJ and finished in her mouth. She must have forgot how bad it is because she didn't want to see me again and changed her "looking for" status back to women only. I created a profile on OKCupid, some random girl messaged me.
She was pretty, pretty strange, and pretty open about being pretty strange. Most people on their first few dates show the best side of themselves. Fun stories included gems such as how she lost her virginity at 15 to a hobo who would hop trains in her town, and how said hobo was smuggled into her basement to live there off and on until her father finally found out. Apparently her dad wasn't around much. Or didn't use the basement? The other stories were also weird. I didn't really feel like what she was sharing was any of my business, but I didn't want to be impolite.
At the end of the date she wanted to hook up. But, I needed to know we couldn't be exclusive. The conversation ran itseld; I'd never suggested we sleep together, asked to be exclusive, or indicated I was interested in having sex with her to being with. Really, she just wasn't my type, I wanted to end it with a hug. When I said something like, "Hey, it was great to get to know you, but I don't I want to have sex with you," she started talking about how that was okay, but she was only doing oral if I reciprocated.
So then I clarified I only wanted a hug, and I'm definitely a hug reciprocater. Getting her to understand, in gentle terms, that I wasn't interested in anything sexual with her took a good 10 minutes. I said we weren't a good match, wished her the best in the dating world, moved on. Next week I had a 10 hour hike I had to take for my field biology class I'd put off until literally the last weekend of the semester. We were supposed to be taking one hour walks a week for ten weeks and keeping detailed journal notes.
Instead, I took one really look hike for my ten entries, got rained on, and by the end of that I felt tired as fuck. I called up my lab partner. Our connection was kinda shitty. At some point she asks, "Uh, what do you want. It was so awkward I can't really put it into words, when I finally realized what my tired, wet, dumb ass had done. I asked her a few questions, played it off, wished her the best again and hung up.
And, deleted her number from my phone. On an up note, I met my wife a few dates later on OKC. We're happily married and expecting our first child soon: Whether she's real or imaginary I think that girl has been treated pretty shabbily. They had the internet to communicate, but couldn't exchange pictures?
I'll narrow this down to 2 options: I'm leaning towards the latter. I may not be the most suave mother fucker but god damn compared to these idiots I'm like Leonardo Dicaprio. I have far too many. I think the best would be when I guy drove by to pick me up and then texted me "I can't go out with you.
I'm too superficial" after seeing me standing outside. This was at least 6 years and 50lbs ago. So I went back inside feeling really down about it. I get another text "ok, we can have sex, but no dating or relationship stuff". Was married 29 years till I lost my wife to cancer. Spent 18 months-2 years dating after a period of grief. Everyone I met was negative, critical and dissatisfied. I won't bore you with each tedious failed date.
But I do love what my sister-in-law told me when I was relating my latest fiasco: There are only a few and they are all handicapped. So my first experience was a rather large woman. Her faceshots didn't look like she had a lot of girth Mistake 1, always make sure they have a body shot. We met up at my place mistake 2 never meet someone for the first time at your place , and she was very large, as we were walking up to my apartment, you could feel the stairs straining under her load.
We wind up going to a party with some of her friends, and they were all really nosey. She was trying to hold my hand and kiss me, mistake 3, be assertive. We go back to my place, and I really don't know what to do in this situation so I drank about a six pack so I could just go to sleep. I go to bed and she follows me. I told her I was feeling sick so I wasn't feeling up to anything.
She tried making out with me, and she had the sand paper upper lip. I was genuienly not feeling well so I go to the bathroom for awhile. I come back and I hear her masturbating. To this day that sound still haunts me. I finally fell asleep. She left the next morning and we never talked to each other again. Second horror story, I picked this girl up. She was wearing pajamas and we had a dinner date. She then goes and tells me about how she spent 2 years in juvy, is a recovering heroin addict, and how she beat the living hell out of her ex with a broom stick.
Needless to say I didn't call her back. Third horror story, I met up with this girl, and her voice was god awful, and I mean just absolutely shrill another lesson I learned is to actually talk to someone on the phone before agreeing to a date. We were at Red Robbin just for an appetizer and milk shakes.
She tells me how she has never had a boyfriend excluding an online relationship between her and this guy in Texas. I live in the northwest. She ordered a freckled lemonade which has strawberries in it and then proceeded to get pissed off when she got exactly what she ordered and she proceeded to curse at the waitress. We then had an argument, then an awkward silence, and then I made some bs excuse as to why I had to leave.
So I started IM'ing her and we trade phone numbers and then when we are going on a date it turns out she has given me the wrong phone number 1 number off so I cant reach her and I have no real idea how she looks her photo was oooold so I just start asking random girls there if she is the one I'm supposed to meet. Then when I get back to my apartment I wait a few hours and when she logs on she's not happy with me standing her up, but then I explain to her that she gave me the wrong phone number and that she could have called me, but apparently she had also noted down my number wrong.
Next date is scheduled and right phone numbers are given. When I get on the tram to go meet her for the first time my phone battery dies. I rush back home and plug in the charger and phone her. She hadnt left yet and agreed that we were now even. Because she screwed up the first time. We then meet 30 minutes later at an Italian place and eat pizza. This was back in the days of myspace style top down bathroom photos. I saw this girl who was cute in her pictures and connected online and decided to meet up. I waited for her at a designated spot in a mall then got a call. She says "I think I can see you.
Is that you in front of the store? But to defend my shallowness, this girl was close to and she had misleading photos. Needless to say, it was an awkward date. She ate a lot. About four years ago, reeling from a nasty breakup, I decided to give Match. A couple weeks after signing up I received a message from a guy named Justin. He was cute and just my type, and we set up a date. We got along really well in person and ended up going on a couple more dates.
It seemed like everything was going well. Justin lived in Fullerton and it was my turn to drive to him for a date. Then we decided to head back to his place to watch a movie. We'd kissed a couple times, and Justin was an excellent kisser. I was looking forward to cuddling and more kissing. But first we decided to make a stop at for some munchies. We gathered up a couple sodas and some candy and took them up to the register. Justin got a very serious look on his face. At this point I felt he was being ridiculous. And we headed back to his place. After picking out a movie we grabbed our bag of snacks and plopped down on his bed.
I proceeded to take off my shoes and get comfortable. But Justin gasped again. Those really freak me out! How could anyone be freaked out by something so goofy? They really, really bother me. I was already over it. Little did I know Justin was just getting started. I could see that a light had just gone off inside his head. It all makes sense!! Your love of bats. Your stripey witch socks. Are you a witch?
They're really bothering me! Those socks really freak me out. I'll do anything for you to take them off. I'll pay you to take them off. And that was the last I ever saw of Justin. Some people may heard this before but oh well. So I'm new to the gay dating scene and tried out OKCupid.
This one guy messaged me asking me very probing questions about the state of my teeth and specifically how I take care of them. He said he was a dental student but stuff like "how many cavities do you have" and "please specify the location of each cavity. He then asked to talk to me on the phone instead since he hates texting and typing.
He said he likes to call daily and talk for at least an hour. So far this guy has a bad vibe about him. His profile had no picture or age but I was very oblivious to the worse outcome if I agreed to meet up with him. He was very persistent on meeting up and I agreed since I give in easily to peer pressure.
So we went to get pizza in the city. When I walked out of my car, this fat, old, ugly man greeted me. He had to be in his 40's, wore baggy clothes, and was bald with a baseball cap. My intention on OKCupid was just to make friends since I'm new to it all and wanted to go slow. He was talking about how we'll have a great time in bed and how wild he was.
He said we'd do it daily multiple times a day. I asked him why he wore a hat and when he removed it, there was a huge lump on top of his head. He said it was a cyst and he was too scared to get it removed but it looked like a horn. While eating, he would not stop talking about what he was going to do to me and it creeped me out so much. After dinner, he had to drive me back to my car since I didn't know where to park. He wanted to inspect my teeth before I left. I said no thanks but he firmly insisted in a way I couldn't refuse. He put on some purple gloves, a headband lamp, and took out a belt of tools out of his glove box.
I thought this is where I was going to die haha. He used all the tools and took pictures of my teeth so he could use them as an example in class O. I made up the fact that I had a bf but he said our relationship would be much better since he's experienced. I just ran to my car and dashed away as fast as I could. He was full of himself and was 42 while I was a timid 20 year old guy. From now on I demand a face pic before talking and I'm cautious. Collects his victim's teeth. Polishes them before he goes to bed. He could be called the Tooth Fairy. It still haunts me. I have met a few people from Reddit.
After the last time He just got drunk and confessed his feelings for me at the end of the night and told me how, at the beginning of the night, all of his friends were warning him that I would "break his heart". All she wanted to do was have sex. About month into found out she was on probation for possession of illegal prescription drugs and DUI and was in rehab and had to breath in a breathalyser just to get her car to start.
And I also found out she was still married. When I was sixteen a girl I knew told me to add her guy friend on MySpace. He and I would stay up all night talking on AIM and eventually decided to try a long distance relationship. He kept planning to visit and whatnot but it never happened. I soon wised up and realized the girl had made him up. She proceeded to do the same thing to another friend who refused to believe me when I told her he didn't exist. I online date quite a bit, for I don't have the time or desire to go to a pub to meet women, and also it is a great tool for weeding out the crazies.
One of my worst experiences was a few years ago, and really it isn't all that bad, however you may enjoy my tale. We met on match. Signs like 'what is your job? Being less cynical then than I am now; We set up a date and agree on a moderately fancy place in downtown Seattle. We set our date for 7, and I make reservations. When I arrive, 5 minutes early she is already at the table and has 3 empty martini glasses before her, and nursing her 4th. Her photos were not all that out of date and represented her, perhaps 10lbs lighter, but they definitely were not up to date.
She dressed to impress, but in my minds eye, I recall something not being right about it all. Through the date she kept trying to impress me about things she owned, places she had been and name dropping famous people she claimed to have known. Her continued emphasis on equating her worth to material things, and her continued inquires about my worth such as "do you rent with a sneer or do you own?
I kept my end chit-chat small and enjoyed my meal and paired wine and let her continue her self aggrandizement. I was beginning to grow concerned not just for my wallet but also that she might actually be a pretty hardcore alcoholic. She had two bites of her desert through the hour we talked and sent it off, like her meal, not requesting a doggy-bag.
As she siphoned off those two drinks, bringing her known total to 8 in 2. When the waiter appeared after the desert I said to him "we will take the checks please" with an emphasis on the "S". On queue she excused herself to the ladies room. The waiter got my subtlety and promptly returned with two bill books and placed one on her setting and I gave him my card. She remained in the bathroom until the waiter returned with my card and the receipt. As she came to the table complaining loudly about the bathroom, I bid her good evening and told her that I really wasn't interested in pursuing a relationship with her, but that I wished her the best of luck, and turned to walk to the door.
I never heard from her again, and I hope she got the help that she needs. I kinda like this and although I absolutely do not mind treating a date, I think that it sets an obligation free atmosphere for a date that allows us to get to know one another without the specter of one person being beholden to another over a meal. TLDR; Met an insane woman on match. Later moved to Sweden where women pay their own way. Met a very attractive executive type woman. We had a great time at a very nice restaurant and a little nooky back at her house.
Next date we decided to take a trip to an island that's close top where I lived at the time. Later that night we were going at it and I pulled her panties off and stuck my cock in her. Right at this point she looked at me psychotically and said " Who are you" over and over " I don't know you, who the fuck are you" and then she got off my lap and I had to take her back that night, but the fairy didn't come until 5 in the morning.
So we waited at the fairy terminal overnight. Signed up to pof recently, get a msg saying "hey sexy, wanna hang out? It was my best friends sisters husband who apparently didnt recognize me. His wife is 3months pregnant at the moment: I thought the title said online gaming at first.
I have much less to contribute than I thought I would when I clicked. Met a girl on OkCupid and had some nice conversations online with her and she seemed really nice and cool. We scheduled a night to meet at a bar. When I show up I see a girl who looks kind of like the girl who I saw in the profile pictures.
Only her hair was blonde instead of brown and she was pretty overweight. I tried to make eye contact as she was with 4 other people at a table and she ignored me. I assumed she was somebody else and continued waiting while I sapped on a beer. She finally comes over and introduces herself with a huge slur she is totally wasted and gets really angry at me for not approaching her to say hello even though I didn't know it was her because she doesn't look like her profile pics. Im like whatever I just want a beer Both of her friends were succubi as well and verbally explained how they thought I wasn't a "real man".
I still met up with her at Starbucks and spent a half hour chatting, then gave her a "nice to meet you" conclusion and never spoke with her again. A day later, she writes a psychotic, pissed off, 3-page email along the lines of "what's your fucking problem, are you superficial about my weight, you asshole? Even though she lied about her weight and body type. She was 10x worse. Drank straight Vodka like any of us would drink water. She was constantly getting into fist fights, squatting and pissing EVERYwhere during the date , and was so bad at the end of the 1st date that I felt like I had to babysit her.
She was no longer able to walk, so I took her home and let her sleep in my bed, then I took care of her the next morning as you'd take care of a sick child. Since we originally drove and met at a mutual place, I couldn't take her back to her car to drive home that night due to her condition.
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Not as if it were much better the morning after. One girl I dated twice popped this line on me: Someone I dated for three months, of whom I was absolutely in love with, wound up having cheated on me the entire time with her douchebag drug addict ex from NYC. I found out after I started getting late night prank calls from him while she laughed in the background -- and both of them were high looks like she was also a druggie, which I never saw any signs of. I had to get a restraining order against both of them.
I also reported him to the police as being a drug dealer. Kind of funny - during the 2nd date with my ex from college, we went back to her house with her parents and found out that their house was robbed. He picked up a huge iron fence post and started smashing the pavement and some parked cars with it. The police came and I pleaded with them to let him go. Turns out that at some point in between, he also ran down the block and put a few dents in cars with his fist. Dated someone from downtown NYC for over a month and a half and we did absolutely nothing physical at all.
It was very bizarre. Eventually she called me, crying, saying that the reason why is because she has herpes and didn't want me to catch it. I had an indescribable shock face on. I had no idea what to say, but I thanked her twice for "saving me" from catching it. We never spoke again. I only had one negative experience through online dating. I was typically an OKCupid user due to the casual feeling of their website, but I once checked out another website Webdate to see what other dating sites were like.
I was quickly contacted by a young blonde who seemed to be right up my alley. Sent a few messages back and forth and finally set something up, meeting for coffee followed by a movie her idea, but a big first date no-no at a local mall I was working at after my shift. I hadn't even noticed her walking right up to me, that's how not like her photos she looked. She was much shorter, chubbier, and had a ton of eye makeup caked on. Her nose looked like it may have been broken and poorly set.
Really, I just had zero attraction to her. She immediately gave me an overly familiar hug and said "Holy shit, you are HOT. Just put your head down, get through it and move on. So we move onto the movie and it's bad so she starts with the wandering hand routine and I am giving her no positive signs whatsoever. She just keeps trying. She eventually starts moving her hand from my knee to my inner thigh and I finally rebuke her.
So the movie ends and she asks for us to go to dinner. I claim to be short on cash to get out of it but she says she'll pay since I've paid for everything thus far. I'm tired from a long shift peddling clothes to teens and trying to stay awake through American Haunting so I can't come up with anything else. We grab a burger and have small talk mostly about her cat, which she has been talking about all night. Check comes and she grabs it, takes a glance, and slides it back to me.
At this point, I just want to wrap this up and go. So I pay the check and drive her back to her car. I pull in and give her the awkward hug and "well, see you later" and she says "Hold on, I was going to ask if you wanted to come back to my place. She basically sits in my passenger seat, bawls her eyes out, and sobs in broken incoherent sentences for the next half hour. About how into me she is. About how no guy ever wants her. I end up convincing her that I will totally call her, pinky swear and she gets out.
Thats all the similarities. I told her it was not ok, physical attraction is a part of the package and dishonesty right off the bat is a dealbreaker. I tried to be as gentle as I could but I had to firmly tell her I wasn't interested in her anymore. I do like Tinder though. I understand that unattractive people need love too, but lying to someone before you even meet them is going to raise some red flags.
I'm glad that so far this post isn't getting downvoted to shit. It's honest and real and only idiots would say that it's superficial. You didn't say that she needed to look like insert name of someone who is undeniably attractive but that you needed to be attracted to her. Anyone is lying if they say that looks don't matter. Of course they matter. But it's subjective and who's to say that person A doesn't LOVE the fact that person B has such and such a trait which person C wouldn't like.
I had the same thing. I was a little annoyed, but went out anyway. She sat through the whole movie texting and didn't say one word to me, until she asked where I was taking her for dinner I told her she can take the bus, I'll catch up with her. Most were the usual casual dates that went nowhere or being lead on that it will be more then poof disappear. The worst for me was this guy I never actually met. At the time, I was working the graveyard shift.
This guy was seeming so amazing. Everything seemed to be syncing up. Then he started sending me a very large amount of texts. I told him I was going to sleep and put my phone on silent. Photos of things he was making for me. Calls begging me to wake up cause he missed me I cancelled our date and blocked him.
I met a girl on okcupid and we decided to do a double date as she was nervous. The night was fun and her friend was pretty cool. I had been doing it a lot that summer and she was just a random user. So about 10 minutes into it she goes insane.
She took off all her clothes and started flailing on the ground hurting herself. I called her friend over to help me restrain her and so the friend could see I did not infact try to rape her. The friend brought a guy as well and they all witnessed how crazy she was being.
We all hung out in the living room while her friends held her hands and feet together because she kept trying to masturbate and it was awkard as fuck. After a few hours she sobered up and cryed in my arms feeling so embarrassed for what happened. A few days later she messaged me to do MDMA again. Had an OkCupid account for a few years, I would occasionally get on there mostly when drunk and message people or check and see if I had messages.
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One day this decent enough looking girl messaged me and we got to talking. It was just the usual get to know you kind of stuff, like what do you do for a living and what are your hobbies, etc. I told the girl that I worked night shift at the local Walmart, and at the time it didn't seem that giving her this kind of info would backfire in anway, but I was wrong. We continued messaging for a few days, getting to know eachother, she was a school teacher and was a bit older than me. Being that I had a minimum wage job, I didn't really see much of a future there between us and our conversations were growing a bit stale so me being the asshole I am decide the best course of action would be to just stop talking to her completely instead of telling her I wasn't interested.
A few days go by, and she messaged me a few times but I again being an asshole did not reply. Then I started to get messages that were a bit hostile, asking me why I wasn't talking to her and why I didn't want to be her friend and things like that. So I decided to continue ignoring her like the good person that I am. A few more days go by, and then one night at about 2am while I'm working, a co-worker comes up to me and says that some girl was asking for me. At the time I didn't put 2 and 2 together so I just shrugged it off.
Then the following few work nights, my co-workers keep telling me that this girl is coming in looking for me how she didn't find me by just walking around the store I dont' know but I finally remember that I had told this girl where I work at. Then the next night she finds me, she had come in with a guy and confronted me about ignoring her on OkCupid, she wasn't being hostile or anything when she asked so I just told her that I had been busy and hadn't been on in a while.
So awkwardly she said "well okay, just message me when you get home. At this point I was a bit freaked out, but I stuck to my ways and did not message her hoping that she would just leave me alone. But of course this only made things worse. She started showing up looking for me on my days off, asking my co-workers what my schedule was and things like that. The next time I had work, she was there at around 3am, again with a random guy that was different then the last, and again asking me why I had not messaged her, but this time she was a bit more hostile, saying "what kind of person does this to someone" and things like that, but I told her the same thing again, that I had been busy and had not gotten on the website in a while.
And then as always I continued to ignore her messages. After a few times of hearing that she had shown up looking for me again, and me being afraid of getting stabbed to death by this crazy chick in the parking lot, it finally stopped. She stopped coming to my work and stopped messaging me. In the end all my hard work and perseverance paid off and she moved on to stalking someone new. Well if she is then she won't see me, I've since moved on to bigger and better things, and I managed to meet a girl who's only slightly crazy on the same website and I've been with her for over a year now.
Met a girl on PoF. I'm white and at the time Her 10 year old daughter was half black. Everything was going well. Then she tells me she is pregnant. Ok, not what either us of us planned but she wanted to keep the baby. I put her on my insurance, pay my share of the bills, take her to the doc, do the right thing. We eventually agree that we don't work as a couple but, as adults, we can do right by our child. Sonogram shows it's a little girl. My mother is ecstatic. Then one day around month 8, the doctor calls me aside. He conducted a paternity test. Guess who wasn't the father.
I confronted her about the infidelity. Her response was "I don't even like black guys. I found out later the ex was the father. I guess they remarried because they had the nerve to send me a Christmas card. The beautiful little brown baby I paid for was in her arms. I didn't look inside to see if they wrote anything. Seemed like a decent guy. He asks me on a second date and asks if I don't mind picking him up since I had a car and he had a bike no big deal, we lived in a city.
So I get there and he cut off all of his shaggy hair into this short haircut. I did it for you It looks nice, but I hope you didn't just do it for me since we just met. That was a little odd I asked him about his religious beliefs, mentioning that I was a Christian. He said that he wasn't particularly religious.
We continued our date, but I wasn't really feeling it. He seemed nice enough, and the second date was fine, but I wasn't excited to see him again. We texted a bit more, and agreed to meet up again a few days later. The next time I came over to his place, I told him that we probably shouldn't go out because I wasn't feeling it romantically. He kept hugging me and wouldn't let me go. I felt bad for him, and stayed for a bit, but then dismissed myself and told him that we could be friends and would maybe see each other around since it turned out that we had a mutual acquaintance.
The next day, he started texting me like crazy. He said that he had a dream where God revealed Himself and said that we were destined to be together, and that he wasn't going to let me go. That he went to church and he is now Christian, too, and that he was supposed to head our household. I explained that I didn't break up with him over his religious beliefs, that it was okay I could not get him to go away.
I didn't understand how to block someone at this point, so I figured if I stopped replying, he would eventually let it go. He kept getting worse, texting non-stop, randomly quoting scripture as if he opened his bible, pointed to a line, and posted it , and repeatingly saying that I was going to eventually cave and change my mind.
I told him to leave me alone because I was going out with my girlfriends that night and wasn't going to bother replying. Thankfully, I never heard from him again, and fortunately, never had the occasion to hang out with that mutual acquaintance again for several months, after which said friend said that creepy guy moved to Ireland.
Went on 2 lackluster dates; creepy guy stalks me and says that God destined us to be together; he went away after accidentally convincing him I was actually a lesbian. I was on a date with a guy who blurted out that he had 3 felonies and told me I had to stop drinking, because I would inevitably become an alcoholic. We were getting coffee and he launched into how 'females these days' just want to get drunk and he is a good guy cos he is sober and they'd be missing out. All the guys I've been in relationships with from social media have had major issues with their fathers More like, 'i had great childhood but my daddy didn't love me enough how do I make him proud of me?!
Well he's right about you being an alcoholic. I had a drink once, next thing I knew, full blown alchie. Women get tons of creepy or even inappropriate messages.
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They're afraid of actually meeting somebody creepy or dangerous. Men, on the other hand, seem to experience lots of women misrepresenting themselves. You show up to the date and the person you're meeting isn't the person in the pictures you saw. Just look at the stories people are telling the here, or tell any time this question comes up.
The women tell stories about creepers. The men tell stories about showing up and the girl is pounds heavier than her pictures. I date both men and women. It's usually the men who look unexpectedly nothing like their pictures. Maybe it's the women okc hooks me up with, but the women I meet tend to be worried they don't look like their pictures. Sometimes, it's a genuine delusion -they're convinced they still look the way they did in college Sometimes, they just can't give a fuck and be bothered with providing a recent picture. I sometimes worry about my pictures being too old most are maybe 3 years old but people take like 6 photos of me a year so it's tough.
If the guy addresses me by pet names and throws in way too many compliments in the first message, then I don't respond because the chances of him being clingy and crazy are high.
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I implemented it after learning from experience. This was on my facebook timeline a while back and all these girls were obsessing about how horrible the guys are because they called her fat and didn't even give her a chance. But having a bunch of pictures of a beautiful woman for your profile and then showing up looking like that is ok. Because all healthy relationships start with a lie. Oh lord, I have so many. I actually met my current boyfriend on Tinder and we've been going strong for almost a year, so I wouldn't knock it.
That being said, here are some of my horror stories:. One guy was attractive, tattooed, seemed interesting. Gave him my number so we could text before meeting. He lived kind of far away, so we kept having trouble making a time to meet which actually ended up being a good thing. As we kept talking, he revealed that he modeled himself after Elvis Presley, was obsessed with anime like weeaboo status , and believed in ghosts.
As in, he invited me to "converse with the spirits" in a graveyard somewhere. He eventually flipped out on me for "playing games" when I told him I was out and would talk to him later. Met one guy who had just moved to my area and was looking for a NSA situation. At the time, I was okay with this, so I decided to meet up with him. He worked at a gross tattoo shop and had super greasy hair-- I realized he was good at working the angles in his pics. We proceeded to get shithoused at a bar together since I figured we could at least be friends , and things ended up getting He was a submissive, so he basically asked me to slap the hell out of him in public in exchange for more whiskey obviously I obliged.
We ended up going home together where I discovered he had 5 cats that all had human names. He baby talked to all of them and they were super possessive of him, to the point of slamming themselves against his bedroom door trying to get in when we were in bed together. I soldiered through some awkward sex, he gave me a necklace, and I ran the hell out of there.
Never talked to him again. The last guy was really attractive and actually pretty normal. He dressed well and we had a lot of things in common. We "dated" sporadically for three months and he dropped the bomb that he was married to his ex-girlfriend so that she could get her citizenship. He kept telling me how much he liked me but was basically a ghost; we never saw each other with the exception of lunch on our school campus and the occasional bar meetup.
He gave me the runaround and never really wanted to commit, but we never really had sex either, so I'm not sure what he was getting out of it. In the end I guess that one just hurt my feelings a bit. I have more dating horror stories, but these are just the ones I thought of off the top of my head. Except I talk to my cats like they are people and half have human names and the others crazy names. Not a horror story but some guy offered to take me and all my friends to Izzys! He also was a Repo man who re-enacted the Civil War on weekends.
In retrospect, I should have gone on that date to Izzys. I have a Tinder story. Last month my friends and I got tipsy and decided to get a tinder to mess with a bunch of horny guys. We would send out messages saying we had weird fetishes or asking them to shit on our tits. You know how everyone has a "type", yeah this guy was everything I found attractive. He had to leave to California by mid September Navy stuff and we decided to make the best of it. He stayed with me for his last 2 weeks.
I fell for him and he claimed my anal sex virginity as his. It was great, until I decided to stalk his Facebook account. I find out he got married last year AND we did anal on his anniversary. It messed me up for a while, I've seen their wedding pictures and have seen his wife's statuses about how much she misses him while he's gone and how great he treats her. Basically, I haven't been on Tinder since and I don't trust military guys. Ugh those sort of situations are morally the most confusing.
You want to punish him for lying and for her to know the truth about what a scum bag she married. Thing is though you would likely be hurting her deeply and she's done nothing wrong. Also it can make you look like you are crazy and are trying to break them apart and she might just think your lying. My friend wanted me to, but I honestly couldn't. I did tell the guy how I felt about the whole situation and then stopped all communication. I had no idea how to handle the situation at the time, or what to do.
I still can't believe this thing actually happened to me. Life is never boring. I think you did the right thing. He got told off and you got it off your chest and her feelings and life aren't upheaved. Started talking to a girl on OKC once a while back. She seemed normal enough at first. We exchanged messages, eventually started texting, and calling each other after.
I ask her if she'd be interested in going out for coffee or drinks sometime. Turns out she lied about her age profile said 22, she was I was only 22 so was still up for getting together. She tells me her father is a priest or pastor, or some church dude and that she wasn't allowed to go out with guys, and that we would have to spend the date in my car, or at one of her friend's houses. Then, she turned out to be super clingy, even though she was on and off with some guy.
She would call me as soon as I got out of work, and after a few minutes I'd come up with an excuse to hang up. No matter what, she would always call minutes later and I'd come back to a million texts if I didn't answer. She disappears for a few weeks, I figure she knows I'm not interested. I get a text from her about a month later saying how she's sorry for being pushy. She also mentioned about how she tried to kill herself after her current bf dumped her for being crazy, go figure and she got commited to a mental hospital. She tried to kill herself again in the loony bin, and pissed all over the floor once they put her in observation.
She asked if I was still down to hang out after that. I deleted my profile and blocked her number. It's always fun when you show up to the date, see she looks nothing like her profile, and instantly know the next 3 hours are going to be awful. Off Tinder though the girl was actually awesome and we had coffee and sang in the car.
Of course, at the end she said she was one month away from actually being I was on OKCupid for a while and been on a few dates, even consistently dating a few people when I met K. K was a tall, handsome guy, owned his own business and seemed like a great dude. We lived in different states, but he visited for business often and spent time with me around that. We had gone on maybe dates total. After two months, he comes down to spend the weekend and at lunch on Sunday afternoon, the conversation turns to the future. Suddenly, and without any previous discussion, K has decided he wants to buy a house in my state, wants me to quit my job, and wants us to get married and start having kids.
I tried to steer the conversation elsewhere and reminded him that I had said I wasn't really interested in anything serious, etc when we first started talking. He wanted me to think about it and reminded me I'd never have to think about money he was insanely rich etc. We parted as usual, normal kiss goodbye, "I'll call you when I get home" kind of thing. Two years later, I'm now married to an amazing man who I met on okcupid! K had been arrested for the fifth time in the last two years for assault and battery. He had threatened, then pistol whipped his current girlfriend in the face and tried to stab her.
Went out on a date with a girl from OK Cupid. We seemed to have a lot in common and hit it off well. The next day I have about 50 text messages when I wake up from her about our future together, our kids and where we should have our honeymoon etc. I am not against marriage or even kids, but "Will you marry me? Incidentally, I eventually deleted that OKcupid account because she kept creating new accounts and messaging me All my online dates have been horror stories.
This time I will recount the story of "The Asian". I've never dated an Asian Before this was my first time. After thinking she was normal for an extended period of time I decided to take her out on a date. The whole evening she was making cat noises. I shit you not cat noises. Now I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt and maybe she was nervous. But the very next morning she sends me a text with a cat emote and the word meow. I even Ignored that for the sake of she had huge boobs and we dated one more time not only did the cat noises continue but she climbed on top of me removed her shirt and starting rubbing her armpit hair on me whilst doing the cat noises.
I met a guy from OKC for coffee one evening. He was cute and seemed nice. Coffee went fine so we decided to go across town for a drink. He followed me to my apartment I told him it was my friend's place Everything was cool but then he started touching me around my neck for literally no reason, got weirdly all up in my personal space and I ended up paying for all of our drinks. I went into the bathroom and called a guy friend to ask him how I should politely end the evening. In the meantime, one of my girlfriends texted me to see how everything was going. I hung up with guy friend, thought I opened up girlfriend's text message and responded "This is torture.
How do I get out of here". Threw my phone in my purse and went back out to the table with a smile on my face Funny thing is that I begged him to just leave me there because I deserved it and he wouldn't. I spent the next 30 minutes in a car with him while I awkwardly apologized. He still tried to kiss me and he waited for me get in my car and leave so he could make sure that I made it home safely. Then he called me the next day and asked me out again. I went on a date with a girl whose mum had died suddenly a few weeks before.
She didn't mention this in the pre-date chatting. Well within 10 minutes of meeting her, she's crying. I felt awful for her and could understand how tough she must have been having it. We walked and talked for maybe 3 hours. By the end she was all smiles and thanked me for giving her a brief moment to not dwell. We met one more time after this but I new I didn't want to try and build a relationship with someone in such a fragile state. Nice girl, shit situation. I had another date with a girl who uttered the words "it's so nice to talk to someone educated". She looked down on everyone and seemed like a fairly awful person.
I should have bailed but instead engaged arsehole mode I went out with this guy for a single time, then buggered off to Prague for a week with my mate but kept chatting to him. We arranged to meet up when I got back and he turned up with a tattoo based on one of my modelling pictures on his bicep. First ever tattoo at 37 or 38 I'm a good 15 years younger too. So I have this really bad habit of getting way too drunk and writing way too involved messages to girls on okc.
Some of the early ones are a zenith of cringe meets epic, so much so that I've deleted the account, though it would have made an amazing book or blog. It reads much like Overqualified meets Tucker Max though without the high sexual content. I've since toned down considerably. Recent messages are pretty well composed, but then one weird part sneaks in there right at the end. One girl looked nice and had listed Stranger in a Strange Land first in her list of books. I'd put together a nice introduction, referenced a few of her interests, and it was a good message! But to really seal the deal I finished with:.
I went to this girls dorm room, her roommate was gone. We talked for a little, made out, we did some other things, etc. No sex that time. Well, we were lying down afterward, and discovered through conversation that we had some mutual friends. I didn't exactly want those mutual friends to know what I was doing it's complicated. So, I kindly asked her, "please don't tell any of our friends about this, I'd like to keep it between us. I was freaked out by her. So I quickly shot up and said "I need to leave. She immediately pushed me down and held me there.
She was a sturdy girl. It took a minute, but she let me up- and promptly went and blocked the door. I talked her down, and was able to leave presently after that. I was still very shaken. I shaved my face before leaving for my first date with a girl. When I got there she had more of a moustache than me.
Just ask them about things on their profile and be genuinely interested. Tbh, trying to sound clever makes you sound very It's usually more awkward than clever in my experience. Being asked about my favorite beer from a 5 is more likely to get a response than a "bonjour! Sorry bout the random French! What would you do if you were stranded on an island? And yes, I've gotten that message verbatim. I set up a date with a gal from OKC.
Showed up, turns out she brought her friend. I sat down next to gal, and her friend sat across from us. Friend was wearing a low-cut shirt with a giant dragonfly tattoo across her tits. I tried reaaaaally hard to concentrate on looking into Friend's eyes when I talked to her, but date fail anyway. I had so many bad dates off POF that it's hard to pick one, but I will go with my very first date.
Had been talking to a guy and we agreed to meet. He told me he was trying to lose weight and was probably about 50 lbs overweight. I was inside the restaurant and he called me when he got there. I looked out the window and saw him getting out of his car. He was at least lbs overweight. I was able to get past his weight and we dated about 3 months.
In that whole time, we never held hands or kissed. I finally ended it and told him I didn't think we were compatible because there was no physical contact us at all. So, a week later, he calls and wants us to be friends with benefits You can't hold my hand or kiss, but you just want sex. After that guy, each guy got worse. I have now taken 1 year off from dating, just to get the ick feeling off from me from all the liars, scam artists, and jerks I attracted during my 3 years of dating from POF.
You live and you learn. I'm in college on OKC I get a massage from this guy, and it turns out that we knew each other from high school, he'd been a senior when I was a sophmore and we'd had a photoshop class together. So we chill on the couch and he proceeds to try and basically steal second base and imply that hey, he lives in a studio, and his bed is Right There, I mean we could go over there and be comfortable.
I played dumb "but then we couldn't see the movie" I said and he huffed and went back to tit-squeezing. I say something like "I think I should home now" as soon as I get up he bursts into these blubbery awful tears and he's trying to tell me something about how it's been so long and could I just stay? I walked home in the rain, called my sister as I did so in case he followed me, and took what amounts to basically a rape shower to wash the feel of his hands off me. I've been thinking about it today because I just got back last night from a second date with a guy who seemed like he was mad at me and decided against a third date for my "not being much of a risk-taker" and I assume it's because I didn't want to go back to his apartment after our first date.
I got stood up. We were messaging each other for a while and then when we agreed to meet up, she didn't show. Tried texting her, no response. When I got home to check my OKC, she deactivated her profile.