What's the worst date you ever had!?!

[DanFungus]

Originally posted by: Gobadgrs

Originally posted by: Nitemare

She also had this one-legged girlfriend that she wanted me to setup with one of my friends. No way in hell was I going to do that, and she got pretty pissed about it. Would you ask your friend to date a fat, one legged alcoholic?

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Mine would have to be a psycho I met one day. It was sort of a blind date. There was a hottie working at a restaurant I liked to go to and then one day a worker comes up and says that there is a girl there that would like to get to know you better. I say, "Well alright. It's about time" Instead I get a quasimodo looking girl, About 5' tall, could lose 40 lbs easily, pockmarked complexion with a butch haircut. She practically begs for my number in spite of the fact that I told her I had a girlfriend already. (Should have said I was gay, but really doubt if that would have worked on her).

After a couple of weeks of playing phone tag(Me screening the calls and erasing hers), finally picked it up one night in a drunken stupor. Apparently I had my beer goggles on or had forgotten what she looked like and had agreed to go out next friday. I called on friday and said it was not looking good, will try on saturday. Do the same thing on Saturday and schedule it for Sunday. Finally call her at 5 and tell her I will be over to take her out to dinner.Get over to her place about 2 hours later, (a 5 minute drive) with no explanation and take her to a steakhouse 30 minutes before it closes. I find out that her parents are first cousins and her mom is raising my dates, 2 kids by different fathers, in another state, Kentucky. Discovered she had a really whiny voice. Not as bad as Fran Drescher but close.

I take her back to her place when the restaurant closes and she invites me in to meet her buds. One of her buds is rolling a fat one when I come in and the place smells like crap...Her bud has a baby and obviously does not believe in changing diapers. I sit down and start watching television and try to phase out my surroundings. They start drinking and taking xanax's. They offer me some, I take the beer and pretend to take the xanax. At this point, I'm being a total jerk and am ignoring them. I forget my dates name frequently. Then she starts taking off her shirt and all. She wants to know if I want to go in the other room. I decline. She says I don't have to use a rubber, she is on the pill..I chuckle and say I don't even kiss on the first date. I hug her goodbye then leave.

Apparently, she had a good time because she would call me at least 3 times a day for the next month or so at all times of the day. I eventually had to change my number because she started swearing and saying that she would cut me.

Bottom line is..Don't have mercy dates with incest-spawned, Kentucky trailer-trash

LMAO now that is a nightmare

agreed

 

[bleeb]

NEVER-EVER go on mercy dates.

 

[Shelly21]

I love this thread. There are some good stories, my co-workers are wondering why I'm laughing at the screen when our Norton CE rollout had a failure rate of 80% last night.

 

[Tallgeese]

Originally posted by: Shelly21
my co-workers are wondering why I'm laughing at the screen when our Norton CE rollout had a failure rate of 80% last night.

Heh...cause they think you're gonna go postal.

80%? Ouch...

 

[Brutuskend]

Well several years back I met this woman in a bar one night. Things progressed and we ended up back at her place. Eventually we found our way to her bedroom, and at one point a happened to notice this gun cabinet full of rifles against the wall.

Me "Wow, that's quite a collection of rifles you have there!"
Her "Oh those aren't mine. They belong to my HUSBAND"

Me "Uhhh, OK...........I think I'll be going now...."

 

[Red Dawn]

Her "Oh those aren't mine. They belong to my HUSBAND"

Me "Uhhh, OK...........I think I'll be going now...."

Give me three steps Mister and you'll never see me no more!

 

[anxi80]

Originally posted by: TallGeese
And then there was the time the two of us double-dated with a friend of hers and this dude who was the head of the Black Student Union at our university. He never said a single word to me the entire evening, not even in reply when I attempted conversation, until he told me I "should shut my fvckin white-a$$ mouth."

ok, i dont know why, but that just cracked me up. reminded me of 'how high' and when they are listening to recruiters, and the african-american school lists the classes for them, ex: 'advanced hatred of the while devil', or something like that. so that quote reminded me of that.

Originally posted by: Red Dawn
I met some chick at a bar and we seemed to hit it off so I asked her out. On the way to dinner she gave me the "I just want to be friends" BS so I turned the car around and took her back home. I already had friends and I was going to be damned if I was going to spend my hard earned cash just to have the so called pleasure of having another one.

that story is awesome. my favorite in this whole topic, maybe because i can relate.
well, i cant respond without sharing mines, so here goes...

i knew this girl from a job i used to work with her at. we became close, but only went out once or twice. she ended up moving, but i ran into her a few years later. we went out to dinner, everything went fine. next time we went out, she was really into excercise and hiking this trail she did a few days earlier with one her friends. so i was like, sure, ill tag along. we left at like 2:00, and did some walking and running. She said the whole hike consisted of like 18 miles, but we were going to shurtcut it and cut it down to a couple of miles. never trust a girl with directions is my lesson learned from all this. we got lost. bad. she thought she knew the way, you know, the whole "i think we should take the right fork, i remember thats the way to get back." well, suddenly enough, night starts to fall, and she swears we are close to the parking lot. in the far distance i can see the freeway, but everytime we walked up a hill, we would be surrounded by more hills all around when we swore we would find civilization. i wanted to call the park rangers for help, but she was assured she could find our way back. after seeing a few coyotes run in our paths, and listening to rattlesnakes surrounding us, and it already being pitch black, she finally decided to call the rangers. No answer. That left one other possiblity. The cops. The dispatcher kept us on the line while we heard sirens and heard off-road motorcycle cops trying to pinpoint our location. They got close, but no cigar. Then the situation got worse, i heard a chopper in the distance. Sure enough, the sheriff's helicopter was looking for us with the search light. The off-road motorcycle cop found us and, believe it or not, we walked through a few bushes, and on the way back to parking lot. we were 150 yards away. the fire trucks were waiting to check us out (which i denied, i dont need to pay $800 for a check-up, thank you very much) and rode in the back of the police car to the parking lot. got chewed out by the parks owner (his directions to returning were horribly places and positioned in the park, it was literally miles before you saw one), and he even informed us there was a bear out there. get to the parking lot, im freezing, tried, embarrased, she left the lights on her car. i was like, great, now were gunna need a jump. car started up fine though. next day, reading a local newspaper in the cafeteria waiting for my next class to start when i came across this: Lost hikers found in park (go down about 4 articles to see it) And thats the story of my worst date ever. Havent spoken to the girl since then.

 

[Don Vito Corleone]

When I was in law school, I met a girl at a party and got her number. As a first date, we agreed to go to a movie (not an inspired choice in hindsight, but hey). When she arrived, she told me she had just come from having drinks and appetizers with friends, including french fries with gorgonzola cheese dip, of all things.

As we sat there in the movie, about once every two minutes she silently belched, and a cloud of noxious gorgonzola breath wafted in my direction. I seriously considered just getting up to go to the bathroom and splitting, but she knew where I lived . . . On the way back to her car she stopped and bought some Clorets (too little, too late!), so I could kiss her goodnight. I dropped her at her car without offering so much as a handshake, and went out drinking with my friends!

 

[Armitage]

Originally posted by: Don_Vito
When I was in law school, I met a girl at a party and got her number. As a first date, we agreed to go to a movie (not an inspired choice in hindsight, but hey). When she arrived, she told me she had just come from having drinks and appetizers with friends, including french fries with gorgonzola cheese dip, of all things.

LoL, gorgonzola!
It, honest to god, smells like locker-room armpit for those that haven't had the pleasure.
Actually tastes pretty good if you can get past that.

 

[Yeeny]

Originally posted by: baffled2

Just goes to prove that all the money in the world won't save you if you're a real jerk

Btw,I do believe all the women posting in this thread share in the cost involved in dating,I know I certainly do

Yep, my beef wasn't with paying for myself, it was with him accusing me of playing him when I paid for everything myself.