Dating/Girl Horror Stories....

[Retail's Bitch]

I've got a few so I'll start off this thread. You can continue it likewise.


1. Met up with her. Cute as hell, tattoos, curly short hair, Drew Carey glasses, piercings... A little younger than I. Maybe by like 2 years. Took her to a drag show. Which she loved! Met her through friend of a friend. Thought the date went awesome. Never phoned me back after the first date. She spent most of the date talking to the other drag queens about how much she loved cock... *sigh*

2. Had been talking to this girl online for a few months. She didn't live close so we decided to meet up at pride. She was excited because she'd never been with 'gays' before only her straight friends, so she claimed to be excited to have a real "Pride Guide." Except....

Her idea of Pride was the mall... The MAC store, the kitchen outlet store and shopping for Mumus for her skeletal frame in Kensington Market.... During the date she lets it slip that she's 'having her meds adjusted'. We get to the MAC store and she starts freaking out because she can't find what she's looking for.

I ask if I can help her, what shade of foundation she's looking for. Except...

It's not for her. It's for a friend.

Okay... What colour are they? Except she doesn't know... Ooookaay...

Turns out she's buying it for her imaginary friends/ghosts of drag queen friends of margaret cho?

*cue twilight zone music*

We ditched her super fast after that...

3. Pride last year. Same sort of scenario. She lived way up north. Seemed like a sweet sane girl... Due to the death of Michael Jackson and the fact my friend is a HUGE MJ fan and was having a nervous breakdown I decided to come up a day early. With no hotel room, I naturally thought I'd be able to sleep on her couch for the one night with no problems seeing as we'd been talking for months and she seemed sane.

Nope. Nutty... Squirrellier than Skippy PB.

Start freaking out at me via text saying I was trying to 'fanagal' my way into her bed and that it wasn't going to happen!

I ended up splitting a hotel room with a friend instead.

Those are the only ones I can think of right now off the top of my head... LOL

And people wonder why I don't date more often... Le Sigh. I've been described as an Art Fag trapped in a Dyke's body... They're not far off..

[TelephoneAngel]

Horror Dating Story /OCD?

I agreed as a teenager to go out with a nice guy and this happened, he kept looking at his watch.

The evening started when he picked me up at home at five oclock and we were going to have a drink, take in an early movie, then have some fast food and go home.

First he waited till it was exactly 5.15 before starting the car - we stood on the sidewalk till then.Then we couldn't park at the pub until it was exactly 6.15 - we drove round the car park till then.Then when we came out we couldn't get i the car again until some exact time.Then at 9.30 he said "its 9.30 and i should kiss you now"

I didn't want to wait untill 10 or 11 to find out what mandatory thing should happen at what time, I walked away and got the bus.

Poor guy.

[ApolloSZ]

TL: DR Version for me?

A) 3 year relationship ending after she tried hiding a miscarriage from me, and then going through an abortion together.

2) or B for those keeping up) - Not as crazy as A, but rather possessive (of me... ) yet cheated on me, wanted to move way to fast for me.

Hence I jokingly refer between friends I'm now "damaged goods", and that I'm not allowed to chose future 'prospects' on my own now XD

NB: "prospects" is used jokingly, and not intended to offend.

[Amina516]

Not as exciting as the few above me but here goes.

I was casually seeing a guy that started working with me at the cookie place at the mall when I was younger.... bad move, i know but he was FREAKING HAWTT!!

We'd gone out..idk like twice....He comes up to me as Im coming on a shift and hes leaving..telling me that "this girl" came up there with 4 girls and were looking to fight me. When I asked him why and he couldnt answer.

Um yeah? Ok...well then, obviously either shes crazy (which I DIDNT need) or you werent really single. He was fired shortly after and I never heard or saw this mysterious GF of his.

Also found out afterwards, he would come to the mall and stalk me. Like literally sit there, across the mall on the far side and watch me ..to see if guys stayed and talked/flirted to me or if I was giving my number out. Scary dude.

[Green_Fairy]

let's see...
1) in highschool i dated a girl who then decided she was "strictly dickly" and completely denied that we ever dated.

2) a couple years ago i befriended a guy i worked with. we hung out a bit...no real dates or anything. then he decided he was in love me. after he was laid off, he would wait in the parking lot. i kindly told him to leave me alone. then he started calling me at random times, hanging up. sitting in the parking lot of my other job, waiting. my former room mate answered once when he called and told him to never call me again. he then called back and asked him to teach him how to "be a man." weeeeird

3) another guy i worked with. he was laid off (tech company. happens alot) and on his last night, as we were all headed out to our cars, he comes up to me and says "greeny, will you have sex with me?" uh. no. no i will not.

and that's just 3 of my favorite stories to tell. not to brag, but i'm soooo glad i'm done with the whole "dating scene" thing

[Amina516]

3) another guy i worked with. he was laid off (tech company. happens alot) and on his last night, as we were all headed out to our cars, he comes up to me and says "greeny, will you have sex with me?" uh. no. no i will not.

Well,...at least he was straight to the point...

Lol.

[trailerparkmedic]

This is a friend's story.

Met girl on Myspace. She didn't drive, so he picked her up from her parent's house (she was in her early 20s). The date went so badly he called a friend and had him come by for moral support. Girl got really drunk and kept trying to hit on other people and get them to take her home with them while on the date. She had a very high pitched, scratchy voice that resulted in her nickname "Baby T Rex." (Apparently a high pitched "rawr" is similiar to her voice) Girl tries to open the car door and get out while they're driving 70 mph on the highway. Dude drives her home and drops her off in the driveway.
Dude gets a call hours later from her parents, wanting to know where she is. Eventually it is discovered that girl didn't go home but went a few houses over and broke into someone's house. Dude was questioned by the cops to make sure he wasn't involved. Girl apparently was off her meds and on meth. Dude deletes his Myspace profile.

[blas]

I have lots of horror stories. This one is why I avoid online dating.

Guy on Myspace (before Facebook was popular for non-college folk) took an interest in me. Had a few profile pics. Should have known better, too good looking and too few pictures.

We live in the same town, meet up at Perkins. He's hardly any taller than me and chubby and smells awful. I give him a "pity date" because I didn't want to be a total bitch to him, even though he deceived me.

After the date, I refused to answer any of his messages and had to deal with him also calling/texting me. That was kinda bitchy, but he deserved it, and no explanation.

[AdminAssistant]

Oh, I've got one. When I was in undergrad, one of my friends set me up on a blind date at a coffee shop. The guy was....painfully unattractive, but I wanted to be nice and after all, it's just coffee. Well, dude didn't understand the concept of a coffee shop apparently. He said something like, "Uhhhh, I thought we were goin to eat somethin'" Let's just say....he wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer. But, we chatted and he was kinda nice...if a bit slow. We talked about age and he mentioned that he was almost 22. Shortly after that, I asked what he was doing. He said, "I just finished high school, and..." Honestly, I'm not sure what he said after that. I went to the bathroom, left my friend a very angry voicemail, and then made up some lame excuse to get the hell out of there.

That may seem mean, but education is pretty important to me, and my friend knew that. I was hurt that she thought I'd want to hook up with such a loser.

[blas]

Admin, I'd be mad if I were you as well.

I got hooked up on a blind date with Larry the Cable Guy's much younger, much thinner cousin/brother/whatever.

I don't even speak to that friend anymore.

Oh, and I don't do blind dates, either.

[Zellie Crescent]

I have one from a friend from a couple of years ago. My friend took this girl out on a date to "The garden of olives" and the date started off all nice and normal, then out of nowhere she starts talking about gram crackers and won't shut up. This continues on for the rest of the date, she goes on and on like he's interested when at this point he just wants to stab himself in the eye with a spoon and kill himself. He said that she was carrying on about gram crackers like a scientist would carry on about quantum physics, to quote him: "Worst. Date. EVER!"

[Mytical]

I've had two dates (in my entire life), and both were absolute disasters. Mostly my fault also I am afraid to admit. I am clumsy enough normally, but when nervous it gets a hundred times worse. Though I've managed not to spill anything on my dates, I swear a path of destruction was left in my wake. At least that was the ONLY thing bad that happened. Well, I guess leaving a trail of broken, dented, or toppled things in my wake was not exactly the best impression...

If you ever watched Family Matters..Steve Erkle has more grace then me when I get really nervous.

[Sheldonrs]

I KNOW I'm going to regret writing this one so I'm just going to try bullet pointing it and wait for the jokes (like I would make if this were someone ELSES' story!):

* at a gay bar in N.Hollywood CA.

* Posterboy for midwestern farmer boy. blond, blue eyed, toned and tall

*make out at bar for 2 hours

*he comes home with me.

*he takes his clothes off and he is PERFECT and HUGE!

*he pulls out a vile of coke and snorts some

*asks if he can watch me take a dump because it turns him on

*wishes him luck and waves good-bye, WITHOUT GRANTING HIS REQUEST YOU SMARTASSES!!!

[Whiskey]

^^ The day i've been waiting for! I'm thinking up some good ones right now.

I'll just go with my latest one, but I have some doozies.

I met a guy on a dating site. He seemed alright and we proceeded to chat for a few months. There wasn't anything spectacular about him, he was alright, made okay conversation, but nothing that screamed out wonderful. Then we got into an argument over something and stopped talking. Well a couple months later he messages me because he saw one of my statuses about computer repair (wait.. he had me on his FL.. ?) Okay, we start talking again. Over the next couple weeks he keeps wanting to go out. He lives over an hour away, but he's willing to drive out, party, whatever. I outright told him, if I didn't like him, he'd be driving home or sleeping in his car. We had conversations in the past about why I wasn't particularly enthused to meet up. He had no discernible personality. I get bored very easily. At this point I had been talking to the guy for about a year. This isn't the standard wait time to meet Whiskey, but if you have no personality or simply say something that indicates we'd get into a fist fight, it takes a while to redeem yourself.

One day I get bored, bar hopping sounds fun, so I tell him to come down.

Violation #1: I told him I wanted to meet him somewhere public. I did give him the address of my apartment complex (not my apartment #). He shows up at my complex, in the parking lot. He is who he says he is (except.. quite a bit larger) so it pans out.

And then.... nothing. We did nothing. We went up to my place (it was mid day so all my doors and windows were open.), chilled out, chatted for a while and... god he really does have NO personality. He brought some weed, so I told him to go out on the balcony and he can come back in when he dosent smell like shit. I don't smoke, I'm not a huge fan of smokers because theyre boring. I can deal with an occasional active smoker, but a regular smoker or a boring one doesnt fare well.

He smokes and proceeds to... sit on my couch. I ask what he likes to do. "I don't know, its your town." Okay.. well what about shooting pool? No. Okay.. hit up a bar, i live across the street from one. No? Want to go grab food..? No. God damn it.

He gets upset because "this is why [i] asked if it was okay to bring weed i dont like being judged." GET OFF MY COUCH AND LETS GO DO SOMETHING GOOD GOD DAMN.

Maybe he's uncomfortable in a new town. Want to have a couple drinks? Surely, if you smoke, you drink. No, he doesn't drink. Well, fuck you, I drink. So I start drinking. I can't sit on my computer and drink like I usually do because I have a guest and its rude. So I get plowed. I'm absolutely bonkers drunk. He asks if I'll sit next to him. Uh, well, you know how I am about my personal space. I sit one cushion over and he bitches that I wont sit RIGHT NEXT to him. Well, no, it'd make me uncomfortable. Then he asks if he can kiss me.

My creepy meter went THROUGH THE ROOF. He was stone sober at this point and I was cross eyed drunk. Mutual intoxicated come ons are fine, but you're sober and seriously coming onto me?! I said no, said I was going to bed, locked my door and went to sleep. You'd think any reasonable person would have left.

Hes asleep on my couch in the morning. Fine, whatever, awkward shit happens. I get up at 7am because I have to work one of my jobs. I'm back at 1pm and hes... still asleep. He finally gets up around three and proceeds to play mafia wars. Uh, you want to go do something? Sure! HEY WERE GONNA DO SOMETHING! Maybe this'll turn around after all!

Well, no, he'd only go to taco bell 1 block from my apartment. He told me not to order too much because he was broke. Well, I'm not a huge fan of taco bell so I got like 3$ in food. He proceeded to order 18$ in food.. for just him.

O_O

Then we go back to my apartment so he can sit on my couch and text someone. He complains about how sick he feels, while texting, and hes really sorry hes so boring, while texting. Finally he says his phone is dying and he feels sick so he's going to go home. I tell him to have a nice drive. Icing on the cake:

Him: Do you even care that I'm leaving?
Me: If you feel so ill that you need to go home, you should go home.

I haven't talked to him since.

[blas]

Whiskey for the win so far. What a loser. Not just the pot, but my gosh.....on a date and he doesn't event want to do anything?

People like him....ish.

This is why I hate the greater majority of my bf's friends. They either want to smoke until they can't see straight and sit around making crazy eyes all day and giggle, the others just want to pop Adderall and drink as much as possible, then stay up for several hours if not the entire night being annoying and talking non-stop about just about anything in great, gory detail.

And this is why I won't go anymore if he's going to see them, and I try to incorporate him with my friends. The worst they do is smoke cigarettes and drink a little too much.