inspired by the blind dates thread. Your worst date ever?

[binny]

Well I have a couple that were real winners but this one in particular was a doozy. Let me put it this way, the HIGHLIGHT of the date was when he sopped up the grease off my pizza with a napkin, held it up and said " look what I just saved your arteries from"

I had forgetten all about it ( it was in high school) until I saw "Along Came Polly" last week I started cracking up and said to my friend " OMGOSH that actually happened to me!!!" LOL


So what was your worst date? And did you see them again?

 

[jwsqrdplus2]

I don't know if this would qualify as a worst date, but here is my story:

I went out with this guy once. I had met him through work. We always had a great time talking, and had many things in common. He had been married before, and his ex had trained him well! LOL. We went out to dinner one time. I had a great time; he was everything that any woman should want in a man. Attractive, attentive, gracious, courteous, etc. What more could you want? In my case, chemistry!!! I loved him (even adored him) as a friend, but I was NOT attracted to him. No chemistry at all. He kissed me good night, but I felt nothing (escept maybe the desire to puke).

Simultaneously, a friend of mine was crushing on my future DH (I didn't know he was future DH at time). She was trying to get other friends to set her up with my future DH. Fortunately for me and DDs, he was NOT attracted to her.

Hmmm, do you see a pattern here?

I married DH and had 2 DDs. My friend married the guy I wasn't attracted to (but was an awesome catch), and had 2 kids. I guess it worked out for the best after all!

Funny how bad dates turn out good sometimes.

 

[Microcell]

This is right up my ally! I moved away from my hometown when my mom passed away when I was 16. My best friends wanted me to come back for senior prom and they got me a "date" with a guy who went there and he was not exactly my type. I would never be rude to another person, so I was pleasant and joked with him. We met up the day before and his car died. Well, he had the bright idea to use my friend Jenny's car to push it , with her driving. He knew she was hyper, but he was showing off. I said it was a bad idea, and yup, she bumped it a little to hard and he called her the B word! She is like a sister to me so I was offended! She said no prob don't make a big deal, I want us to go to prom, so I said nothing. We went and I danced with him, he danced a little too close for my taste, but I still wanted to be nice. He then told me he wanted to date me. I told him I was going to college in Kansas so, it was not meant to be. Too bad, so sad. He then told me he would look into the school I was going to. I FREAKED!!!! I did not say anything to him but I privately took aside my friends and panicked. STALKER!!! He wanted to follow me 750 miles when we didn't really know each other. He asked for my phone number and I did what any 18 year old freaked out girl would do- gave him a fake one! He kept calling Jenny to get the right number and she had the guts to tell him to get lost! Thank goodness!

 

[Lisa AF]

THis wasn't a date just some loser in a bar that hit on my girlfriend and me.
This (gross) guy just sits down at our table. He's talking to us like we are interested in him. Then he says..."I just feel the need to be totally honest, I have VD". EEEWWWW That was 15 years ago and we still laugh about it!

 

[DiaDeGuadalupe]

Ooh..... My worst date, hands down, was with a guy who was exactly like the saying on the t-shirt: Instant ******. Just add Alcohol

We went to a club where I had friends to hang out with in case anything went wrong (understatement!). Anyway, we're all hanging out and having fun when, while my friends are dancing, the jerk asks me to dance. I didn't feel like it at the moment, so I said "no". He kept asking and I kept saying no (politely, too!), and the last straw came when he slapped my face. Now, I knew the guy was wasted, but it still was totally uncalled for. Thank goodness my friends weren't at the table when it happened. I told the guy to get the heck outta Dodge before anything else happened, and he did. My friends came back and asked where the jerk was, and I told them what went on. It was a good thing I told him to leave, they were ready to go out and find him.

So a few weeks pass, and the guy shows up at the place where I was working. He looked pretty bad, too. Says he wants to talk to me, so I say ok. Apparently, he came across some guys to hang out and drink with at another bar. Bad move. The Instant ****** didn't go over well, and those guys worked him over to the point where he was in the hospital for a couple of weeks. I would hope that he gave up drinking after all of that.

 

[Buckalew11]

I think my worst date was a date I didn't even know I was on until it got bad.

Mitch and I grew up together and I always had a crush on him and he didn't look at me twice (that way). We were always just friends. He went in the AF and overseas and then came home. Upon his arrival home, he called and wanted to know if I wanted to see "TopGun" with him. Sure. When he brought me home from the movie we sat out in the car just talking and talking and suddenly, he leans over and kisses me. Seems I had grown up and he finally noticed! It was awkward and icky to me as I no longer had that crush on him!

That was the worst one, as far as I can recall.

 

[Tinkim]

OK here goes. . . haven't thought about this in a while but it still cracks me up. I had a friend who was a few years older than me and her DH had a cousin that I thought was cute. He came to the place I worked and left me a card saying he was interested and we should go out. So I went to pick him up and I had this Ford Escort with the automatic seat belts. He gets in and the seat belt starts coming towards him, which I was so used to I forgot to warn him about it. The seat belt caught his hat and pulled it off his head and he was quite bald for someone so young. No wonder he always wore a hat! Now keep in mind I was pretty young then, about 18, and maybe a bit shallow but I didn't want to date someone who was bald. Actually it wouldn't have been so bad if I had known up front and it wasn't such a surprise. I think I was polite and didn't laugh but there was no second date. Just so you don't think I'm a bad person I love my DH and if he started losing his hair I'd still love him.

 

[Jenn Lynn]

There was this guy who came into the pizza place I worked at in High School. He thought I was cute so he asked me out. We decided on a movie and he picked it. I went over to his house before the date and what does he show me? All of the drawings and things he did of "The Crow". Guess what movie we went to see at the SuperSavers theater? Yes, "The Crow". I had never seen it, but this was like his 50th time watching it. He was nice otherwise, but I decided I couldn't take all of the "Crow"stuff. The girls who went to his school told me he liked "The Crow", but I didn't realize how much.

The best thing about him was that he was a soccer player and had GREAT calf muscles!

 

[RadioNate]

The guy who took me to Hooters for our first date. Now I don't really have a problem with Hooters, heck one of my closest friends works there, but for a first date...no.

After that we saw one movie. He constantly called me at work or just showed up and waited until I got off.

This was during a summer home from college so after a few weeks he went back to school. We talked maybe once or twice.

At christmas break he was with one of my close male friends and asked "how's my girlfriend" My friend replied "who's your girlfriend?" and he answered "alison" my friend told him that I was dating someone else. I saw the date at my 10 year HS reunion. We didn't talk.

 

[raysnkaysmom]

This is soo funny!
I had just moved to Ga, and my cousin was dating this guy and asked if I would double with her and his cousin. She said he was cute, and so I thought Why Not? Her boyfriend was hispanic, so I knew his cousin would be too...but what I DIDN"T know was that he couldn't speak english!!!!!
Soo...for the night...the only thing I could understand from him was KISS KISS KISS. He was cute, so being 18, I kissed him...but ewww, he slobbered.
We joked about it for along time...but needless to say, I never let her set me up again!

 

[JerseyJanice]

A friend of mine was getting married, and the best man in her wedding party was my ex-boyfriend.

I hadn't started dating again, but he had and was bringing his new GF to the wedding, so there was no way I was going to that wedding stag. Another friend who was going fixed me up with a coworker of her husband.

We went out on a date a week before the wedding to get acquainted, and he seemed like a pretty good guy. Not my type, exactly, but definitely presentable enough for the wedding--or so I thought.

He picked me up for the wedding wearing a brown shirt, very wide knit tie, pointy shoes (cockroach killers) and a cream colored "leisure" suit ala Tony Monero. This wedding was in 1985, and his outfit was circa 1975. What could I do though?

At the reception, he got bombed. I mean drunk as a skunk. He "danced" like some kind of an idiot and flirted with every girl in sight. As if his clothes weren't bad enough! I was dying of embarassment.

I ran into the ex in the corridor of the reception hall. We exchanged pleasantries, then he asked, "who is that jerk you're with?" I started crying!

After that, the ex and I got back together. He wasn't all that into the girl he was dating. We were together another year, then got engaged, but broke up before the wedding. Better then than after the wedding though.

 

[DisneyJules]

Thanks Binny for starting this thread. Those stories are making me laugh. I have to share a highlight from my date on Thursday. We went to this very nice italian restaurant. They served rolls before dinner. So I took one and broke it in two, started to butter my bread. I thought, "should I grab my knife and cut it open? Then I remembered you're always suppose to just tear the bread" So while all this is going on in my head, I looked over at my date who had broken his bread into 20 littles pieces,ahaha What the heck was up with that?!

 

[pearlieq]

In college I went out with the guy who ran our snack bar/grill type restaurant. We went to see a play on campus and then went out for dinner. It was going just fine until we ordered dessert. As we were waiting for our waiter to get back with it, he proceeded to tell me his favorite thing to do was to go to a strip club just outside of town. He went on an on about the "ladies", how he liked to get private dances, and how he could often get the ladies to "do more". Check, please! I think I need a shower...

Later on in college, I was dating a new guy who I really liked. His friend had finished grad school and was having a big formal party at a nice restaurant in downtown Chicago. I hadn't been feeling all that well that day, but I sipped on some 7up, took a hearty dose of Pepto Bismol, and off I went. I was doing fine until we got downtown. Right as we turned on to Michigan avenue, it suddenly hit me. I tried to get him to pull over, but he couldn't get over in time. I got sick all over his car. And worse, since all I had really had to eat was the Pepto, it was bright, nuclear pink. He finally managed to get the car pulled over and I got out. I stood there on the street, trying to figure out what to do. Suddenly I felt him come up behind me and wrap me in a blanket. I got cleaned up, he took me home, and worried over me until he was sure I was feeling better. Needless to say, I held on to this one! We've been married almost 4 years.

 

[ducklite]

My best friends boyfriend talked me into a blind date with a coworker of his. I'd seen his picture, and he was kinda cute, so I said sure.

The guy called me, and asked if a movie would be good. I told him it sounded great. He also asked if I liked dogs, which I thought was a little weird--not the question, but just the way it came up out of the blue. I told him I was OK with dogs.

Fast forward to Saturday. He picks me up for our "date", and the "movies" turned out to be watching a movie on TV at his mothers house. I could have dealt with that, except when we walked in there was piles of dog poop all over the living room floor. It was just nasty.

After about an hour I couldn't take it anymore and told him I was ill and really wanted to go home--not a real stretch by any means.

He wanted to wait until the movie was over--another two hours! I ended up calling my friend and making her come pick me up.

The guy actually called me the next day and asked if I wanted to go to the movies again later in the week. NOT.

Anne