Best "worst date" ever?

I was reading a chat post by  smwhipple  on sex and in seeing people's responses, it made me think of the best "worst date" I ever had.  I'm talking about a date where everything was almost like a fairytale, then BAM!~ they screw it up so badly that you think..."What the hell was that?".  Here's my story.

I was 24 years old and living with a crazy roomate.  It had been wearing on me, so I decided to take a "mental health day" from work.  It was a drizzly, cold day and I decided to do my hair and make-up, throw on some sexy boots, a pair of jeans and a long sweater jacket.  I went down to the Westport area and plopped down on a comfy couch at Broadway Cafe to read and relax.  A really cute guy hit on me and we ended up spending the entire day together.  From 10 am that day to 1 am the next morning we went exploring the city.  We went horseback riding at Benjamin Ranch, fed eachother Greek Mousaka and Baklava at a quaint little eatery, played pool at Mickey's, looked at what tatoos we wanted to get someday, went to Peirson Park and had champaigne in the little lighthouse on the hill, watched a movie at his place with his roomates...you get the drift.  Basically it was the best day I had ever had (at that point) with a guy.  He was amazing, sexy as hell, and I eventually found out...the best kisser I've ever had the pleasure of swapping spit with.

The kicker:  When we parted ways, we sat outside the same little cafe and he looked me dead in the eyes and said..."Can I ask you a question without you getting mad?"...I said "Maybe"...He said...

"Am I gonna get laid here, or have I just been wasting my time?"

Well, if you've read anything I ever posted, you can guess that my response was not a good one.  I smiled and said..."No, Baby, you haven't been wasting your time....but you have been wasting mine!!!  Lose my #"  Then I left.  It was the Best "worst date I've ever been on.  And had he kept his idiotic mouth shut he just may have gotten laid.  Moron!

Please share your stories.  I'd love to hear them!

Ok. This may be a pointless post from me because I have no story. But WOW is the only thing I can say to your story. What an a-hole.

Original Post by santana90:

Ok. This may be a pointless post from me because I have no story. But WOW is the only thing I can say to your story. What an a-hole.

 Yeah, I ran into him a few years ago and he just smiled and said I looked great.  It was weird.  I didn't really have anything to say.  I was with someone too and after that I had to tell him about it.  He said he's known guys that stupid before.  I used to think men were smarter than that.  I've learned my lesson! lol!

lol. And I believe I have learned from your lesson as well. Guys are stupid.

Haha wow is right!

I don't have a best worst date story but I recently hung out with a guy I met online and he kinda ruined any possibility of us hanging out again.

It was a casual night, we went to a local bar had a few beers and just talked. (I'm recently broken up so I'm not "there" in regards to dating someone new right now, but figured it can't hurt to meet new ppl/friends.) ANYWAY, we're talking music/art/movies and everything in between. Let me reiterate how casual this "date" was...it was almost as if you're with a close bud or your brother. I wouldn't even allow or knees to touch..no flirting..NADA. So as we're talking I glance up to read one of the clever posters on the wall, next thing I know he grabs my face to kiss me! Since when does turning AWAY from someone mean I want to kiss? I jerked back and he instantly goes 'oh I'm sorry, bad timing?' Hahaha I felt bad for maybe about a millisecond but I think he knew that would be the last time we ever hung out again.

Idiots!

Ooo.. I got one!

So.. I go Midnight Bowling with my friend, D one night over at the local bowling alley. We get there, sign up, get our lane and next to us are three people, clearly friends.

This one girl, a short, stocky blonde starts hitting on me. And I, having not had a date in a couple of years, flirt back. We spend the evening talking and flirting and after midnight bowling, we end up at Denny's, hanging out and having a good time and then from there to my place where we end up making out on the couch.

She suddenly stops making out with me, looks at me and says "I need to let you know something." Uh oh, I think. "What?"

"I have multiple personality disorder."

...

I'd like to say that that was it. It wasn't. I tried another date with her. But.. Gods. That SHOULD have been it. If I'd had any brains, it would have been.

Original Post by hkellick:

"I have multiple personality disorder."

Hahah! I would have ruled her out on the mere fact that she got the name wrong! But I'm judgmental like that... XD

I got one!

I met a guy online....was trying to meet pretty much as many ppl as possible....I didn't want to be single but I didn't want just ANYONE, so I figured the best chances of finding someone good was to meet alot of ppl.....anyway! I met him online and he was single, had 1 kid (I have one as well), was the right age, pics were good and he didn't get creepy like trying to have cyber sex or anything....We met at a bar on the other side of town. It started going well, he was very cute, better than pics seemed. He was charming, funny, we seemed to have a lot in common. He bought all my dinner and drinks....he even bought shots for me and an older gal next to me who was there w her hubby. I was just starting to melt to his charms when the dj and assistant start setting up at their booth....he starts keeping a look out over there (albeit trying to not be obvious)...eventually he goes up to 'request' a song. He's over there for quite awhile and I figured out he was hitting on the girl!!! he came back over and I confronted him about it...he said no, that wasn't it at all, they were talking bout music, blah blah. So we end up talking some more, another few hours and he doesn't look at this chick once, not once the whole rest o the time. He eventually convinces me to come to his friend's house that had a party going on....said I'd follow in my car (it was down the block)...so I called my buddy (always have someone know where you are when you go meet strangers!) and told him my plans, and we started to go.

We get out to the parking lot...and lo and behold this dj chick is there...on the opposite side of my car. He starts walking to her car to talk to her!! I couldn't believe it.....so I was slowly to my car.....slowly open my car door......slowly shut it and buckle up...all the while he's chatting with her still....so I start my car slowly, back up slowly and drove the hell off!

Not 2 mins later he calls and asks what happened where I went. I told him that he didnt' owe me anything; we just met. But at least he could try not to be a pig long enough to get through one date w/o picking up another chick. And that I have no use for scum like that!

3 days later I was browsing the craigslist missed connections (they are FUNNY) and I saw an ad from a guy about a dj at the bar I was at...I looked at it, and it was SOOOO the guy! He totally denied trying to pick up this chick, and here he is posting to find her! I emailed him and said he's a Fn LIAR!

sorry no input from me. but that guy was one of the stupidest guys i've ever heard of! glad you had a good day tho. sounds like if he couldn't really read the signs & just wait, he would've been a losey lover anyway.

Original Post by octo-luv:

sorry no input from me. but that guy was one of the stupidest guys i've ever heard of! glad you had a good day tho. sounds like if he couldn't really read the signs & just wait, he would've been a losey lover anyway.

 I've had so many bad dates you'd think I'm used to this sort of behavior by now, but no....alas....I am still shocked by the utter stupidity.vicki8seekers  In looking at your pics Vicki, the guy must have been blind.  You're gorgeous!  Hope your next date is a gem!

Mine isn’t quite as bad as these but it was back in my senior year of high school. I had just gone through my first real heart break. Devistated, I started talking to a guy I casually knew who went to prom with one of my friends. I wasn’t really interested but I could tell he was.  The next week was Valentines day, and since we both didn’t have anything going on we decided to go see a movie together. Horrible idea. Never make your first date on Valentines day, no matter how desperate you are.  It totally skews your expectations into something WAY more than it should be.  It probably didn’t help that when we got to the movie my recent ex’s best friends were sitting a few rows behind us.  The ENTIRE movie my date just kept staring at me.  From what I could tell it was his attempt to try to kiss me, so I did the best I could to stare straight at the movie the entire time, if I had moved my head an inch his way I was sure he would grab me and try to make a move. That’s when I realized I totally wasn’t in to him. Or maybe it was when he kept commenting on the lead actors hair and saying how he wished his hair was like that (the movie was ‘Miracle’…if you know what I mean you know that it couldn’t get much worse) oh but how could I have been so blind? Besides, he showed up at my house wearing the same peacoat my sister had. Man was I oblivious back then.

lol

I will post a story or three a bit later.

I went through a brief period of meeting several people online.  Here's two brief "wtf" stories.

One guy was decent enough, and we had some decent conversation, but every time he took a drink of whatever he was drinking (soda, water, beer, didn't matter) he'd have to chug the entire glass/bottle in one shot.  And he made a huge scene of it and slam the glass/bottle back down on the table after.  I went out with him twice and just didn't get that whole thing AT ALL.  I even asked him about it and he said that's how he's always drank things since he was a kid.  Whatev, dude.

Another guy asked me to see a movie and go to dinner.  It was his birthday and he didn't have other plans I guess.  I agreed to go, we saw the movie and it was alright, but I knew I wasn't into him.  He wanted to stop back at his place for something and I ended up going inside where he proceeded to try and make out with me, almost forcefully.  I pushed myself away and headed for the door.  He got really whiny like a little girl and yelled "thank you for ruining my birthday!"

I still laugh about that one with my friends.

My worst date ever probably doesn't even measure up to this, but this was my first ever- and last ever- date I've ever had.

It was the day after christmas when I was supposed to go out with a friend of a friend. I wasn't even really all that interested (I had only formally met the guy the previous day, and he was already starting to act like an annoying, stalker-y boyfriend). I figured I'd give it a try for the hey of it.

Anyhow, his idea of a great 'date' was to head on over to the mall (I vehemently hate the mall, but the dy after Christmas seemed to be the worst time to take an agoraphobic/claustrophobic person on a first date). So, he goes into this trendy shop where there is really no room for people to hang around, and I'm already freaking out. He tells me to wait outside the shop while he gets finished. I end up doing so and still dodging strollers/people/packs of human flesh while pressed firmly to the side of the wall.

A good 30 minutes pass before he emerges, and we do this over again for two more shops before he seems to be done. Then we head on out againto go and watch a movie (I'm also not a theater person, but I figured I'd give it a try).

So, we drive over there, he's talking about some random obscure Japanese band I'm supposed to care about, saying random Japanese words as well in our rather one-sided conversations (He's a rather larger white male, and he didn't pronounce his words correctly) while I'M merely praying to whatever God that would hear my cries that his dinky car with a busted radiator won't break down (the car had been smoking for some time, but he said we 'still had a ways to go before she'd give'. REAL comforting).

Needless to say 'I Am Legend' is a horrible, horrible, HORRIBLE movie for a date. Or movie PERIOD. Not to mention Mr. touchy feely couldn't take a solid 'no' for an answer, so I ended up having to sit next to some random old man who seemed to dispise the movie as much as I did (Highlight of my entire night).

By this point I was ready to strangle this babbling idiot with a piano wire, pushing his car into an embankment and covering it in gasoline and setting it ablaze then run screaming maniacly into the night. Thankfully, I'm a bit more patient then that. He pointed out, while we where only a few minutes away from my house (sanctuary) that he noticed there was a police cruiser following us. He figured nothing of it, until not TWO houses down from my house, he gets his happy -expletive- pulled over for his liscense plate being out. We sit there for another agonising 20 minutes (which turns out feeling like just added years to my own personal slice of Hell) We both get carded (even me, though I wasn't the idiot driving) and one ticket later and a cop's skeptial look and quiet question as to why I was going out with a guy like this (My sentiments exactly, officer), we're off.

So, he's sees me to the door, and I still have yet to pluck out my own eyes to simply bring relief to the suffering I felt for tonight. And here comes Mr. Touchy feely again. THANKFULLY, My Pop's is a bit overprotective of his youngest daughter, and the horrible date is finally at an end.

this was all from about 1 p.m to about 9 o'clock at night...and I feel like I've aged fourty years in that time span.

Just thought I'd share, hahaha.

^^Lord help you, Woman!  I think that was alot worse than mine!  At least I got to have a fairytale day before Armageddon proceeded. I'm sorry that happened to you. 

I had a recent experience where I met a guy dancing.  I meet a lot of guys dancing, but typically they're looking for a quick hook up or are too old, etc.  Argentine tango is one of those dances where you get a blend of all ages and races and cultures.  Some of my favorite dancers are the sweet old guys. I'm always getting the "you have pretty eyes, come home with me" lines.  I just laugh them off and find another partner.  I dance for the pure fun of it, not to meet men.  I'll often drive an hour to dance someplace for a few hours and then drive home when I'm done...this also gets a lot of offers to spend the night.

I'm thinking okay, this is nice we have something in common.  We ended up dancing for over an hour, he had waited about an hour for me to be done dancing with someone else and told me about it.  So I'm feeling pretty flattered, this guy is wanting to get to know me, is asking how I feel about relationships.  So we exchange numbers and I agree to go on a date with him the following week.  He ends up calling me and just talking every night that week. So far, so good and while he's not the best dancer he's not a bad dancer.

So I go out to dinner with him (day after Halloween), he's dressed up as Zorro, dinner is great, we're talking, then we go dancing.  Again, the dancing is a lot of fun.  Back at his place (I was spending the night so that we would go out dancing the next day too), he offers me a glass of wine, we're just comfortable on his couch he's rubbing my back a bit, then tries to let his hands wander, saying that he can't control his hands.  WTF!!  You can too, so I keep his hands in line and then he tries to grab me and kiss me.  Excuse me?  WTF?  So I duck, he keeps trying this without success I might add.  I finally put him in a loose choke hold (straddled his lap and put one forearm in front of his neck and the other behind his neck) and explained the difference between grabbing and an invitation.

He slept on his couch after pouting, I went dancing the next day (I was going with or without him), but since he was acting like a friend instead of a jerk I figured it was just being too eager.  Oddly enough he hasn't called me since. **do you think it was the choke hold?**

If you can go on a date with your loser boyfriend, very young mine was taking me to the movies for my birthday.  Always unemployed and broke, this was a treat. 

We get into an argument because he wants to see "Warriors" and I very much dont as well as wanting to pick the movie on my birthday.

Ignorant 19 yr old I was, we made up and I conceded to see the his movie - late show.  At the window, the woman issued to tickets, gave us the price and he turned to me announce he was broke - I'd needed to pay for them.   

Worst birthday. Worst date.

Around my sixteenth birthday (geez half a lifetime ago, so maybe I should have started with long ago and far away...) The guy I had been crushing on offered to take me snowboarding. I admitted to him that I had never tried it and that I am particularly clumsy. He said that was NO PROB! He would love to give me lessons. 

His very creepy uncle drove us to the ski area. For most of the three hour drive, my crush napped in the back seat while uncle perv made conversation about the "ladies" in his life while stealing glances at my boobs.

We ride the lift to the top of the "beginner" slope (looked like a mountain to me) my guy straps the board to my feet, gives me five minutes of pointers, says "see ya at the bottom cutie" and zooms off to start his run. He passed me twice before I made it half way down.

A little more than half way down I fell really hard and hurt my knee. I had to take the board off and walk the rest of the way down, all the while being taunted by small boys on the lift above me. The most vocal of the nice young lads shouted "HEY LADY!! HEY LADY!!! THAT THING GOES ON YOUR FEET! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO RIDE IT DOWN, NOT TAKE IT FOR A WALK!" "LOOK SHE THINKS IT'S A DOG!"

When I finally made it to the bottom, my crush was waiting. He led me to a nice cozy seating area for two next to a fire....and asked if I minded sitting with his uncle while he took a few more runs!!! At sixteen I was very timid, and didn't want to seem "un-cool" so I spent the rest of the day chatting with the perv while Mr. wonderful got the most out of his ski pass.

I wish I could say that was our last date. We ended up dating for a year.......I mean he WAS REALLY REALLY REALLY CUTE!!

Two words:  audible flatulence (mine).    The guy was so sweet--he admitted later that he spent the rest of the evening trying to "work one up," so I wouldn't feel so bad. 

Twenty years of marriage and three children later, we're still together.  Still, I wouldn't recommend my particular tactic to anyone who is really trying to impress a guy...

BTW, I laughed my butt off at this thread--thank you, everyone who has contributed so far.  I really needed the laugh!

Phylbean:

That is for sure the man you want to marry!! Work one up!!.. when I meet the man that would do that for me.... I now have a new gauge by which to measure a man.

These stories are great! 

sngbrdchls77 aww thanks...make me blush! I thought the same aboutn you when you posted though...we should go out and pick up some mens! LOL

smwhipple OMG I think we dated the same guy! I let a guy come over to give me guitar lessons once and he. would. not. stop. trying. to. touch. me. He said he can't help it, his hands do what they want. He got kicked out after a scary moment where I thought I'd have to lock myself in the bathroom!