The most disasterous date I've ever had

[MugwortPsychonaut]

Before I start, don't worry! This isn't some awful thing that happened last night and is plaguing me. This happened over a decade ago.

Years ago when I was still a boy, I was at a raging Halloween party dressed as Kriss Kross. Basically, my clothes were backwards, and that's it. Sometimes I'm really good at half-assing it. I was approached by an outstandingly gorgeous girl who was there on a date, I think, with a friend of a friend. She found herself much more interested in me than this other guy.

We sat down on a couch together. There was so much going on at this party that nobody could hear or notice us. We were instantly attracted to one another. As we sat, we sort of touched each other here and there and got to chatting. We quickly realized that not only did we have nothing in common, we also didn't like each other.

So yeah, bah boo to that. So she left. I wasn't fazed. I still partied and had a good time not drinking. Party on, Wayne, and all that. At the end of the night, I was leaving and went to say goodbye to her. We moved in for an awkward hug, and I ended up knocking her beer and spilling it on her shirt! Booooooooy, was she pissed!

So not only did all of that go terribly, I also burnt the bridge to said friend-of-friend whom she came with. I felt bad about it in the following days, but now I get a good laugh.

[Ms Grace]

Yup, these things happen.

Sounds more like a hook up to me though, or at least in my dictionary "dates" are a bit more premeditated than randomly meeting someone you don't know at a party and going the grope on the lounge.

My worst date was the second time I met up with a woman who I had clicked with fairly well the first time... but it soon became clear everything I was saying was annoying her (and vice versa)... we both gritted our teeth through the experience (we were at the art gallery) and were so glad to never see each other by the end of it all we just said "bye" and left it at that, never to call or contact each other ever again.

[Beth Andrea]

I didn't have many dates, but this one was the most...memorable, in a "disastrous" sort of way:

Junior Prom. I am beginning to break out of my shell, and there's this cute exchange student from Finland. I introduce myself, ask her to go to JP with me, she says yes.

I pick her up on The Night, driving my first car, a 1971 "boat" that was 23' bow to stern (dodge polara). Being rather proud of My First Car, shined it up special, not a dent anywhere, near mint condition....I ask her what she thinks of it...

She says, "in Finland, only old fat men drive cars like this."

We drive in silence. Get to the prom, we go inside...and she ditches me in under 3 minutes. (I didn't bother looking for her, either). I still had fun though, stayed out until dawn with American friends who could appreciate 4,800 lbs of American steel.

[Jill F]

I've had my share, but the best one was in college where my date got really drunk at dinner. (I think she was probably halfway there beforehand.  She did basically live on Jack Daniel's, after all.)   She spent the whole time going out of her way to be a raging b***h to me and everyone else at the restaurant. 

After dinner we went to a metalhead party that some of my friends were throwing.  She did nothing but make an ass of herself.  My friend Bill actually commented about my date and how envious he was. (OMG!)

I introduced them and then she was Bill's problem from that moment on.  I sort of felt sorry for Bill.  He did nothing to deserve her.

[Ciara]

It may have been disastrous but ten years later I'm sure you can have a good giggle about it.

[Ms Grace]

She says, "in Finland, only old fat men drive cars like this."

I had the same but "opposite" response from a north European woman who came to my place once. It happened a long time ago, I'm not even sure exactly how it came to pass - I quite liked her but she was already in a relationship with a guy already and somehow I ended up giving her a lift home from a yoga retreat we'd been on. I can't remember why we stopped by my place, possibly to pick something up or drop something off (certainly I wasn't thinking I might "get some")... but at any rate she got a look at my bedroom, replete with various stuffed animal toys and cute plushies...

Her soul crushing comment?

"Grown men don't have those things..."

[MugwortPsychonaut]

Oh, man! These are some great stories. Keep 'em coming!

[suzifrommd]

Been conversing with a guy through messaging on an online dating site. Supposed to meet him for the first time at a coffee shop at 4. Messages me can we meet at 6? I say, sure?

Meet him outside the shop at 6. He looks just like his picture. He says he didn't realize the place closes at 6, and shows me another place on a map on his phone. I follow him, but before we get there, he pulls over and tells me he'd gotten a call from his son and can't get together. He says he'll call me. He never does.

I don't believe him. I think he took a look at me and decided I was not worth dating.

[cindianna_jones]

I was house sitting for a friend and in return, she let me stay there for a couple years rent free. I went out with an attractive man, we had a delightful dinner and conversation and he brought me home. He opened the car door for me and walked me to the door. On a first date, this is where I say goodbye and I told him so. "Well can't I come in for just a minute and talk for a bit?" he asked. I've always been pretty naive about so many things. I conceded to his request. As soon as he stepped in through the door, the two German Shepherds ran in and sat down precisely 6 feet away from me, as I had trained them to do when company came. As he sat on the couch he asked "Are the dogs friendly?" I answered, "Of course they are until I give them an attack order." He asked me to put the dogs in a room and close the door. I refused. He left.

I never trained them to attack anyone. That trick served me very well from then on.

Cindi

[Cindy]

Last year I went on a OK Cupid date at a coffee shop. He got me a coffee, we sat and he said 'you are really beautiful, would you be more relaxed going to your place or mine for sex?'

He got the coffee in his crotch.

[Beth Andrea]

Been conversing with a guy through messaging on an online dating site. Supposed to meet him for the first time at a coffee shop at 4. Messages me can we meet at 6? I say, sure?

Meet him outside the shop at 6. He looks just like his picture. He says he didn't realize the place closes at 6, and shows me another place on a map on his phone. I follow him, but before we get there, he pulls over and tells me he'd gotten a call from his son and can't get together. He says he'll call me. He never does.

I don't believe him. I think he took a look at me and decided I was not worth dating.

That's terrible! You're as pretty as a flower!

He was probably intimidated by a strong woman...some men can't handle that.

[mac1]

Last year I went on a OK Cupid date at a coffee shop. He got me a coffee, we sat and he said 'you are really beautiful, would you be more relaxed going to your place or mine for sex?'

He got the coffee in his crotch.

Good for you. He deserved that for being that bold on a first date; even on later dates if appropriate signs of passion had not been shared between you.

My strangest date (not a disasterous one) was the first date with my wife.  We were young (18 & 16) and it was a hayride. Sitting next to each other on the hayride with other couples who had been going together for some time was difficult enough.  After the hayride I followed two other couples in separate cars to go somewhere not specified.  They chose to park on a side street.  After the police chased us away they proceeded to one couples house where they set on separate couches wrapped around each other making out. We sat on another couch trying to find things to talk about and being uncomfortable not knowing what to do.  When I took her home, she hesitated at the door and turned around and gave me a hug and a nice kiss.  That was just the beginning of our relationship. However, I was away for a while and it was over 3 years before having sex became a concern.