"I walked out on my date when he wouldn't stop talking about his mom. Normally, I am totally cool with a guy who is close with his family. In fact, I prefer it. But on this particular date, this guy took it to new levels. He talked about how he would never, ever want to leave home, how he couldn't wait for the 'three' of us to go hiking and take vacations. Then, the dealbreaker was that he talked about how she could plan our wedding. Keep in mind that this was a first date. Needless to say, I hightailed it out of there for that appointment that I totally forgot about."
"My father-in-law tells a story of a guy he knew who went to pick up a date and had to use her restroom for an 'emergency.' It was so bad that it started overflowing the toilet.
His solution: climb out the bathroom window and never talk to the girl again."
"I was on a date with a girl at a not-so-bad restaurant. I got 'safe' food, which is nothing that would get a huge amount of sauce on your face or clothing (spaghetti, Caesar salad, etc). She ended up getting wings, which is all cool, I don't mind if the girl looks messy, it can be cute.
She ate the bones. She ate the freaking chicken bones. But not like a duck and swallow them whole, which could be an attempt sexiness or something. She first ate the huge cartilage chunk off the end, then proceeded to eat it like a carrot. I have no idea how she had teeth left or how she would pass that in the morning. Anywho, meal ended with awkward conversation because I couldn't get over the sound of her crunching bone and I got the heck out of there."
"She was from a 'nuclear family' with lots of money. In itself, not a bad thing. However, she proceeded to go on a rant about 'trashy' people from divorced/remarried and single parent families, and how those people would never amount to anything, that sort of thing. She also mentioned how she could tell I was from a traditional family with wholesome values, not some loser raised by a single mother or influenced by a runaway, deadbeat father (her words) because I was clearly raised right. At this point, I got up from the table, tracked down the wait staff, and asked for separate checks. As she proceeded to call me a jerk for not paying for her meal and was confused about why, I told her not to contact me again, but that I'll be sure to pass on to my single mother that people are noticing how well she raised me."
"My sister was invited on like a 3rd or 4th date to a concert with this dude that she was pretty into. So he got to our house to pick her up and there was this girl in the front seat. My sister was like, uh this is weird, maybe it's his sister, or cousin, or something. So they got to the concert and once the guy went to the bathroom, my sister and the other girl got to talking and both realized they thought the other one had to be a relative or just good friend and he was trying to date them both at once. So they confronted him and he was all like, 'I didn't know who I liked yet...' They shared a cab home."
"He was a nice guy, the date was going fine. Until halfway through the movie, when he tried to slip his hand up my skirt. Hadn't even gotten to first base, but he tried skipping all the way to third. I got up, told him I was leaving, and he followed me out to the lobby, screaming at me for being a tease and a prude. Security stopped him and told him he needed to leave me alone or they'd call the police on him. Then one of the men working security asked how I was getting home. When I told him I had to walk, he convinced the theater manager to let someone drive me home. It all ended well, but the idiot was surprised that I said 'no' to a second date."
"I know a guy who took a woman out on a date to Ruth's Chris steak house. He did well obviously, and didn't mind treating her to a nice meal. Well, this lady took advantage of the situation and ended up ordering some kind of crazy expensive platter with a ton of food and a bottle of wine. This guy didn't mind shelling out some money for the date, but had no intentions of spending an entire paycheck on diner. He excused himself to go to the restroom and snuck out to the car, leaving her with the bill. A true gentleman."
"He went on a rant about the mentally challenged patients he works with. He was a caregiver for the mentally handicapped. When he told me to 'never shake their hand because they are always touching themselves,' and 'sometimes you gotta throw them around to get them to act right,' I told him I had an emergency and had to leave without even looking at my phone. Just noped outta there. Then I reported him to his job."
"She wasn't over her ex. A week after first meeting her, I picked her up for our first real date. The entire drive to the restaurant was her pointing out locations that she and her ex used to frequent all the time and how she loved going there with him. It was all, 'Oh, there's the park me and Mike used to go to and do blah, blah, blah,' 'Oh, there's the hamburger place me and Mike used to always go to,' 'Oh, that's the movie theatre me and Mike always went too,' 'That's the Best Buy that me and Mike got our TV from.' It was pretty bad. While at dinner, she called me her ex's name. The first time I let it slide; the second time, I corrected her; the third through sixth time, I again reminded her that Mike was not my name. The last time she did it, I excused myself to go the bathroom and walked out. She called me about 15 minutes later, I picked up the phone, said, 'Sorry, Mike's not here,' and hung up. Never heard from her again."
"I went on an OKCupid date with a girl. She seemed nice, but a little...off. She shared her opinions openly, and many of them seemed to contradict each other. She was cute and a few years younger than me (18 or 19 years old I believe), so I figured maybe she's young and idealistic and not quite self-aware, and I wasn't perturbed. Then, she told me that she does a lot of drugs. I was a little put off at this point. Then she told me that she doesn't do certain drugs because they wouldn't go along well with her psychiatric problems. Then she introduced me to the voices in her head. There were eight; one of them always told her to kill herself, one of them always told her to kill everyone else, and the other six were fairly pleasant. She assured me that silences in our conversation were not awkward because she was having conversations with them.
I'm still not entirely sure whether this was her way of convincing me to leave early, or if it was just honesty, but If it was the first one, it worked."
"We had agreed to go for dinner, then see a movie together, not with anyone else, as a date. We had definitely agreed it was, in fact, a date. I would've understood if we hadn't made it clear if it was a date, but we both knew it was.
He brought another girl with him. He pretty much ignored me the entire time, the other girl sneered at me when he wasn't looking. Why agree to a date when you're going to bring another girl? He didn't even tell me he was going to bring someone. He just did.
When we got to the movies, we took our seats, and I said, 'I'm going to the washroom,' grabbed my stuff, and left."
"I did the OKCupid thing a great deal over the past year, and I'm sad to say I had to walk out on a girl because her profile photos were a bunch of lies. I have no problem with there being a little bit of implied variance between reality and photography, but this girl was literally a whole other person and heavier than advertised in her pictures.
She looked like a perfectly reasonable 5'7", 140 lbs or so from what I saw from her profile, and listed herself as 'average,' but she was easily 300 lbs in person, and probably 5'5" at best.
I just didn't have to heart to confront the elephant in room, so I just lied to it instead and told her I had a work emergency."
"I went to a movie with a guy I met online. It was awkward from the moment we said hello, and I knew I wasn't attracted at all, but I didn't see why I couldn't sit through a movie with him.
As soon as the lights went out in the theater, his hand began creeping up my thigh. I'd pull my leg away, and a minute later he would put his hand back on me, each time working further up. I started physically putting his hand back on his armrest, and whispering, 'Stop,' 'No,' etc. to no avail.
I got up 'to go to the bathroom' and never came back. I don't regret it at all, it was an awful sign to even begin with that he immediately started trying to grope me, the fact that he wouldn't stop made me feel like I needed to run while I still could. Finishing the movie, 'to be polite,' was not an option."
"We were at the bar having a few drinks. I picked her up from her house. Everything was going pretty well, she was having fun and being flirty with me. After maybe the 4th or 5th drink, she apparently completely lost interest in me, and went out to the patio to talk to other guys. I followed. She ended up with some huge tattooed guy, and she was rubbing his arms, talking about how big his muscles are. They began exchanging phone numbers, etc. After being the awkward 3rd wheel for a few minutes, I headed inside and kept drinking by myself.
They came in after about a half hour and completely ignored me. I was pretty much over it at this point, and told her I was leaving, would she like a ride home? She told me to 'just go then, if that's what you really want to do.'
Woke up to a text the next morning telling me she couldn't believe I'd left without her and what if she got assaulted? I was completely taken aback by the fact that she was actually upset with me after that."
"He was incredibly nice and smart when I met him online, and seemed super respectful--nothing odd at all. I agreed to meeting him on a date a few days later after messaging back and forth.
Everything was going good, we are having dinner, when he suddenly started telling me how we're going to live our future, our future kids' names, what we're going to hang on the wall of our house, our wedding vows, our pet names, everything--down to how we're going to make out that night after I agreed to be his girlfriend. As nicely as I could, I told him that was super creepy and way too soon to be talking about that. The guy didn't think it's odd at all.
I proceeded to nope out of there as fast as I could."
"She got up from our dinner table to go to the bathroom. When she got back, I noticed a picture of her naked in the text conversation on her phone. She was sending nudes to her ex on our date from the bathroom. To be honest, I was madder at how dumb she was that she would just set her phone on the table in plain sight of me than the fact that she was sending nudes on our date. It was the first date and only like third time I talked to her, so it's not like she owes me any loyalty, so I was only mildly ticked off about that part.
Anyways, I told her I had to go to the bathroom, but I just left and went to a bar. She seriously waited 40 minutes before she texted me, 'Are you ok?' The selfie I sent her from the bar where I met her is one of the most satisfying texts I've ever sent."
"He stood in front of me and told me not to freak out but that he can't go to X restaurant because he was banned for 'allegedly assaulting' a female employee. He continued the story to add that after she accused him (falsely, according to him), he went for a three hour run in the rain and found a sharp rock and sliced his wrists with it because 'she was a witch and my blood would be on her hands when I died.' We'd been hiking and there was a big rock behind me that I'd been sitting on and right behind that was the steep drop into the bottom of a waterfall. He was very aggressive in telling me this story. I coolly told him that I believed him, that unfortunately people falsely accuse others all the time, and asked if we could just continue our walk instead. He said yes. I asked if we could pop in somewhere with a restroom, he said yes, and then I ducked out him. I received TONS of texts after that and a three-page poem about my body. Each paragraph was about a different body part. he called my lady parts a rose and we'd only been talking for a week. I never replied to anything he said after the day at the waterfall."
"He was a nice, class-clown type guy. We got along well and he made me laugh, which I liked. So when he asked me out, I said yes. Got to dinner and when we were nearing the end, he admitted that he didn't have enough money. I offered to pay (it happens - college, broke, yada yada). He said no, and insisted that we dine and dash. I excused myself to go to the bathroom, found the waitress, told her what he was planning, apologized profusely, paid for our dinners and tip, and left. Considered not paying for him, but didn't want to stick her with his meal."
"I was a teenager. It was a second date. We had plans to go to a movie. He picked me up in his car. It quickly became clear he was on something, which was interfering with his driving.
He answered a call on his cellphone while driving and had a long conversation. Changed lanes without signaling near a cop. It made me nervous, but I was too chicken to say anything.
When he hung up the phone he said, 'So, what movie do you want to go see?'
Realizing he didn't actually have a plan, I said, 'I think you should just drop me off.' He was kind enough to do so and sent a long apology/what did I do wrong type email, and I tried my best to be honest without being insulting.
I remember being super proud of my teenage self for stating what I wanted instead of just grinning and bearing it."
"I met her through a mutual friend, we made plans to go on a date. We met at a restaurant and actually kind of hit it off for the first 15 minutes or so. Around that time, a family sat at the booth across from hour table, and she made a disgusted face and made an 'Ugh' sound. I didn't even notice the family at first and asked what's wrong. She kind of leaned in and said, 'I'm not racist or anything, but those Mexicans are freaking disgusting,' motioning to the family that just sat down.
I went, 'Oh, I see.' Waited in silence for about 5 minutes, excused myself to the bathroom, but went out the back door peace out. The family was indeed Hispanic, but not out of the ordinary in any way, perfectly fine looking people. I was kind of in shock, but pretty much made up my mind to bail on her and make her look like a jerk the second she said that."
"It was my fault, I was going through a horrible break up. We were having a nice time talking until after a few glasses of wine, when I looked at my ring finger and saw how pale it was from where I'd had an engagement ring.
It kind of sent me over, and I said I was sorry, got up, paid for dinner, and walked home crying."
"Blind date. This was years ago, but I won't forget this guy. My well meaning cousin set this one up. It was supposed to be a dinner and a movie date. Pretty typical stuff. He picked me up and looks mildly annoyed. I greeted him happily and attempted to engage him conversation. He seemed very distracted. We got to the restaurant, and he pulled this red wig from his back seat, and asked, in complete seriousness, if I'd wear it. I stared at him in confusion. No idea where this was going. He went on to explain he was trying to make his ex-girlfriend jealous and had been telling everyone he was dating a redhead - I'm a brunette. He was unhappy I wore my hair down as that would mean it would take longer to pin up under the wig. I stepped out of the car, walked to the bathroom in the restaurant, and called my friend who is my emergency bail out. She arrived, I got in her car and left. Never saw him again."
"I went out to lunch with a man whom I had a few interesting conversations with in the library of our university, but I did not really know him well. The date was going nicely and we were waiting for our orders to arrive when his phone rang. He took the call and his entire demeanor changed. It was obvious that he was trying to hide from the person he was talking to where he was and at the same time make it seem 'normal' to me. Red flags unfurled everywhere. When he ended the call, I said, 'Who was that? Your wife?'
He turned red and mumbled, 'Um, yes. Is that a problem?'
I became infuriated and stood up and said, in an increasingly loud voice, 'Yes, that's a problem! When you get married, you take yourself out of the dating pool! You don't get to do this!' I grabbed my purse and stormed out. I had never made a public scene before, but I don't regret it."
"Went to lunch with a guy in college. Jimi Hendrix started playing on the radio in the burger joint. We agreed we both love Hendrix. Then he jumped up from the table and started playing air guitar, dropping to his knees, sticking his tongue out and everything...I stood up and walked out."
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