Is it possible that I don't have a truly horrible date story? Every bad date I can think of has been simply run-of-the-mill mediocre - The 45-minute sushi dinner, because we were starving and completely not interested from the first hello; the guy who apparently couldn't believe that I wasn't having sex with my male roommate; the guy who made homophobic jokes about our gay waiter - Check please!
Luckily, if the blogosphere's got anything, it's got great blog posts about horrible dates.
First up, Break Me Off A Piece Of That... Fancy Feast! brings us, Worst Date EVER, Round 1:
He texted me about a 1/2 hour before the movie and said, “are you on the way.” I answered that I was getting off of the exit and I would be there shortly. I pulled up in the parking lot and texted him, “I’m here.” He texted back, “Theater 11.” Um… did he seriously already go in? Not cool. I grabbed my wallet, because obviously I was going to be paying for myself. Strike one. I went to the theater and he won back a few points because he was sitting in my very favorite place of the theater… front and center....
I started to relax a little thinking that maybe it will be okay. I mean it’s just a movie, right? Movie started and my phone buzzed saying I had a text message. It said, “Wanna do it?” Did he seriously just text me asking if I want to have sex when I’m sitting right next to him? I mean I would have been freaked out if he had just asked me out loud, but this was worse. I texted back, “haha” because I didn’t know what else to say.
It's a good story, and they totally hooked up eventually. With a guy who texts in movies! I can't believe that!
Her blog is absolutely adorable, her picture is great, and oh yeah, there's totally a Worst Date EVER, Round 2 and a Worst Date EVER, Round 3.
From Wicked M on The Wonder Women: I Wonder What My Worst Date Ever Was...
I am so that girl with all of the bad dating stories. I was single for most of my twenties and I had all of the dates. I had the blind dates, I had the set-ups by friends, I had the guys-I-met-online dates. After all of these bad dates, I was starting to think that there were no more normal guys out there, that there were no more good guys left out there, and that I would end up the single lady with a lot of cats. I do have one worst date that truly takes the cake, but I thought I would also share with you some of the little tidbits from my other truly bad dates.
They're good. Well, so bad they're good. There's a liar, a calorie counter, an alcoholic, a psycho, and the one who's still crying over his ex. Ouch!
From Divatinies... A Way of Life comes a horrible, never-ending date, skillfully navigated - VALuptuous Diva’s Worst Date Ever:
So, Wayne and I started chatting. As we talked he kept looking me up and down and talked to “the girls” several times. Talk about uncomfortable. I was making small talk, and this is how our first discussion went:
Wayne: “Did you have trouble finding the mall?
Valrie: “Not really. Once I got to the exit, I saw the mall and parked in the deck. Where did you park?”
Wayne: “My sister dropped me off.”
Valrie: “So, did you think you would be drinking so much that you wouldn’t be able to drive yourself home?”
Wayne: “No, I just don’t drink and drive.”
Valrie: “Wait, do you have your license?”
Wayne: (long pause)
Valrie: “You don’t, do you? What is it? A DWI?
Wayne: “Two.”
Oh, it gets so, so much worse.
But at least bad dates give us great blog material!
Contributing editor Liz Rizzo also blogs at Everyday Goddess.
Comments
I'd rather be the crazy
I'd rather be the crazy single cat lady, than to put up with nonsense. First, if a man won't even wait in the movie lobby for me to arrive, but just walks on inside the theatre, the date is over right then and there. There are way too many men out there, and I'm not that needy. Fortunately, I've had very few bad dates, so I really don't understand what would make a woman stick around, when she's obviously being disrespected.
One bad "not a date" experience I had - met a guy who seemed nice. He begged me for my number, so I gave it to him. Didn't call until a month later, I had no idea who he was by that time, so I told that I expected to hear from him much sooner than that. His response? "I'm calling you now." I hung up the phone. Again, no time for nonsense.
You rock!
I know when I was younger, I struggled with the "walk-away" due to blatant disrespect. I would think things like, "Well, maybe he was actually raised in a bar, and the poor thing doesn't know any better."
But yeah, excellent point about the theater - Some of us definitely might have walked away right there. I probably would have gone in and then said it was uncool. But then again, in Divatinies post, she clearly communicates with the guy several times to no avail!
I guess we like to give people the benefit of the doubt, but it's so great when you finally can be strong and be like, "Hey, this isn't working for me. BBye."
Liz Rizzo
I blog at Everyday Goddess.
Why texting when dating.
Why texting when dating. Most texts are unnecessary and distracting when you are driving. Just make up a time to meet somewhere and then go there on time. If you are caught in traffic and find him/her going, call the following day to explain. Maybe you two will have a little conflict but isn't it more fun than a perfectly orchestred (right spelling?) dating?
my worst date ever
Back when I was a divorced mother of three, I met a guy at a friends house. We played cards til midnight that night. He called me the next day and asked me to go to dinner with him. So, I made the effort to get on a dress, pantyhose that cost me a couple of dinner's worth of groceries, and do my hair.
He picked me up in his step-father's car, and apologized for being late by saying his "dickhead stepfather wouldn't loan him the car until his mother said it was OK". I should have stayed home. That was strike one.
Strike two, he had to "stop by a friends house on the way" which I felt like was a session of showing off a trophy (Me).
We went to downtown Atlanta and as soon as we got off the interstate and onto Peachtree Street, he made racial slurs about the people on the street, strike three.
And dinner, for which I had dressed up, was at the Varsity drive in restaurant. yeah, I like hotdogs and onion rings as much as anyone else, but I was a grown-up, expecting dinner in a real restaurant. He ordered two hamburgers, a chili-dog, an order of fries, and an order of rings, and ate ALL of it before I could eat a small cheeseburger. I would not have been surprised if he had scratched and farted sitting right there.
As soon as we got back to my house, I jumped out of the car and ran into the house. I told him, sorry, but I don't think this will work.
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"Sorry, But I Don't Think This Will Work"
This is a great sentence. I love it. I don't think I have ever said this to anyone. I always try to find "gentler" ways to let people off the hook. My dating days are over, but this can be useful in so many life situations - the horrible job interview when you realize midway that the person interviewing you is an idiot and you don't want that job anyway; the new friend whom you thought you really, really liked but then it gradually turns out that you have absolutely nothing in common.
"Sorry, but I don't think this will work". Wow. I'll start practicing saying that.
Vered DeLeeuw
www.momgrind.com
Telling the truth
It's great, too, because it's honest. Instead of making an excuse, it's being honest that you're just not feeling it, for whatever reason. Love that!
Liz Rizzo
I blog at Everyday Goddess.
Hey! That's me :-)
I contemplated not commenting, because I'm not exactly proud of that horrible date story, but I figured I'd say hey and thanks for including me in your post!
Oh, and yes, I totally acknowledge I was an idiot for hooking up with him, but I disagree with whatzerkitty about the date being over from the beginning. I know it's still the polite thing to meet someone in the lobby but if I was nervous I might do it.