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Posted: 2/4/2009 2:47:49 AM | Right, here's a few from me.
Girl #1. I met her in a criminology class, I guess I "wowed" her with my intellect or some such, she was sitting outside of class, saw me and was like "I really liked what you had to say last week." Now, she's a hot looking greek girl. I was like *awesome! How could those go wrong!?* Oh man... did it ever though.
She'd be online, telling me how much she liked me. In person she'd be distant. First we go to the movies, then I don't hear much from her for a few days. Then she says "I want you to come with me to this thing I'm going to, dress nice." It was a f*cking political rally and it was horrible. She tried to get me to sign up to help out going door to door talking about this candidate I didn't know, didn't like and was actually not even representing my city. So I told her no dice.
Later on, she says she's still into me but I'm starting to see the kind of girl she is. I really have lost all interest at this point. She starts logging off her messenger account to log into one she is pretending is her cousins. "he's" now trying to claim he's not a blood relative, they want to get married, she has cancer ("she" confirms this later and it was a lie btw.) he's mad she wants to sex me up (she claimed to wanna get it on, I was like "ok" knowing full well it'd never happen and on the off chance it is, she was kinda hot anyway so why not.
In the span of 3 weeks, she told me she had cancer, her mom had cancer, pretended to be her own cousin that wanted to marry her, got assaulted by 3 people with baseball bats (showed up 2 days later with no marks period after an alleged hospital visit) and claimed a dying politician of local fame had told her he should take up her mantel.
I mean I know they say you shouldn't wish ill on another person... but holy hell. She wasn't just a bad date, she was virtually the worst person I've met period.
Girl #2 Somehow got to date #2, She said something I can't remember what it was but earlier that day a friend of mine had been telling a room full of guys bout her brazilian wax. I was like "yeah, whatever you do that's kind of annoying unnecessary flirting." I don't shy away from any topic at any time. I'm an open book and I like it to be that way. She asked me "How do you feel about the whole bald look" and i'm like "love it, just seems more feminine to me. Everyone's got a preference right?" Well she gets kinda mad, not because of the topic, but because I'm really not into pubes.
I mean this girl must really love pubes because she starts tellin me how bad it looks and how wierd that is (it's kinda common in my estimation, not many people want to floss their teeth on hair.)
What really got to me was, she never spoke to me again after that night. Literally broke off all contact. I was like "ok, I can understand if you don't wanna see me again, fine I hate pubes you can't live without them, it's like the beginning of a romantic comedy plot. I just kinda wanna make sure you got home ok."
She eventually changed her picture on facebook then removed me as a friend, so I at least knew she was fine, but holy god damn. That was a lot of fuss over nothing. | |
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Posted: 2/4/2009 9:05:21 AM | oh my god thats worse than me haveing to run out while he went for a fag out of the back door of the pub good job there were 4 doors to choose from he turned up in old shirt pants fulling down and bushy eyebrows not for me lol | |
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Posted: 2/4/2009 10:25:17 AM | So I meet a guy from here in Riverside.
Randy and I choose to meet at a mexican resturant/bar.
We sit there order drinks, He a Long Island. Me a Vodka.
Conversations good. He is tall , dark, handsome.
He was in the Mortgage business so he tells me he may need to go to a meeting at 7pm.
I am understanding of this. I go to the restroom, come back as he is escorting a young woman by her elbow towards the door. Tells me wait, be right back.
They come back. He sits with me, her across the bar. Ask him who is that.
A friend from high school. I tell him invite her over. No she's waiting for family.
Says he got a call to go to the meeting. Say goodbye at the car, says he has to go to the restroom. I pull around the bar, he comes to look out goes back in.
I hate being lied to so I go back in. She is now sitting at my seat with a drink and he is proceeding on his 4th Long Island in an hour. NICE.
I go up to him say delete me. Walk to the manager who I know tell him tell Randy
he just missed out on the best blow job he'll ever have.
Randy e-mails me the next day. What a dumbass! Oh yeah whatever doesn't work out for me I believe God is looking out for me. 4 Long Islands in an hour? NOT good. | |
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Posted: 2/4/2009 11:11:58 AM | oooo ooooo i have one
*waves hand*
i corresponded for several weeks with someone by email, im, lengthy phone conversations, a little photo sharing etc.....he seemed nice "enough"...so, i thought to myself....go ahead and meet the guy....
so...we arranged a meet at Hacienda (in the middle of the day of course)...i park my car and get out and i see this rather tall man dressed in business attire, nice dress shoes, even a long trench coat...hair clean shaven (nearly bald)...
we walked into the Hacienda and sat down...
i asked him to clarify...
aren't you a college professor??
...he says, well, yes....but that's only part time..
I'm actually a detective.
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You're not here to arrest me are you?
he laughed when i said that...but i didn't
**check please**
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Posted: 2/4/2009 4:14:39 PM | 15 years ago, a friend from work tried to set me up with her brother, we both worked at a restaurant and he had come in a few times, but I'd never actually talked to him. He had a car and his own place, so I suggested she set up a double date type thing. She tells me his address and Im supposed to meet her, her boyfriend and her brother at his apartment. When I arrive, he's in a greasy (literally) dingy white t-shirt and ratty jeans, and no socks or shoes on, and she's arguing with her absent boyfriend on the phone on the porch. His "apartment" was a table, a ratty couch and coffee table, and a BLACK & WHITE (!!!!) tv on a milk carton. This combined with the fact that every square inch of the place was covered in Pepsi cans...I mean old, stinky Pepsi cans and 12-pack Pepsi cartons littered the whole place! He plopped down on the couch, put his feet on the coffee table and with his foot shoved some cans out of the way. He was using aluminum foil as an antenna on his TV. He started asking me questions like I was being interrogated, all the while never actually looking AT me, looking at the TV. His response to my answers was the same to every one, "HUH". He asked these questions like he was reading them, and every time it was his turn to speak, he never gave me any of his own feedback, just "HUH!".
When my friend got off the phone after about an hour, I made a hasty retreat and told her later that I was a "COKE person" heeeheeee, although he did ask after me a couple of times, but only to her.
I mean, so much for putting your "best foot forward"......the whole time, he never offered me a Pepsi.  | |
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Posted: 2/10/2009 8:47:09 PM | I mean, so much for putting your "best foot forward"......
haha! good story!
But, maybe that was HIS best foot. That's why he didn't want to cover it up with a shoe!
While we are on the subj of people who don’t listen… but just say "huh", h ere’s one that happened to me:
A long time ago when I was young, I had a first date with a guy that I should have known was a little immature for me. He showed up, dressed NOT to impress, and with a dirty car for me to ride in.
As soon as we got in the car, he turned his radio up to mega blast.
He tried to converse with me over the music. He would ask me questions, but of course he couldn’t hear a word I said. So each time I tried to answer him, he just yelled “HUH!” at me, practically as soon as I opened my mouth.
He was pretty far into his music, too. EVERY time a song started, he wouldn’t like it, so he would start pushing the preset station buttons, then the auto tuner, frantically looking for a song he did like.
By the time he found one, it would be almost over. So the desperate search would quickly begin again for another 'good" song. He spent more time pushing the radio buttons, than he did actually hearing any music.
He was driving the car, too. So while he messed with the radio, his car swerved all over the road.
He was talking, expecting feedback, and yelling “HUH!” at me all the while. And he wouldn’t even wait for me to repeat myself -- he would just interrupt by yammering something else.
I finally clammed up, since talking to him was a waste. He asked me what was wrong. But when I tried to tell him, he just yelled “HUH!”, again, cutting me off after 2 words.
I reached over jerked the volume knob to OFF, and told him I couldn’t talk over the radio.
He tried to converse with me, without the radio, but I guess his eardrums were pretty burned out from a lifetime of loud music.
He would talk to me. I tried to respond. But as soon as I started speaking he would cut me off with whatever popped into his head to say.
This went on for a while before I finally gave up, and stopped trying to converse.
So he turned his radio back up, and went back to his search for the perfect song. He started trying to converse again, but of course he couldn’t hear me.
I began to wonder why he even needed me there, since he wasn’t paying any attention to me. When he finally noticed that something was wrong, he asked me what was up. But as soon as I started to answer, he just yelled “HUH!” again.
I grabbed the radio volume button, jerked it to OFF again, and roared “TAKE ME HOME!” at the top of my lungs.
You should have seen the shocked, hurt look on the poor guy’s face. I was sorry to be rude, but I just couldn’t get through to him long enough to explain.
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Posted: 2/11/2009 2:15:35 AM | You could have prevented that situation. Why not ask her directly when she said she rented a room, "What is your purpose in renting a room? I don't have sex with people I don't know. Is the room just for you?" I'm sure her answer would have made it clear and you would not have wasted the time or been upset at this horrible incident. Listen to red flags more quickly and clarify what is expected of you before you get into that type of situation again.
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Posted: 2/11/2009 7:26:05 AM | I am not sure this story is funny, Ha Ha, as much as it is a good lesson in how deceiving people and their pictures can be.
Imagine opening your front door (I know stupid me but I have a big dog and my friends live right around the corner and knew about the meet) and seeing Gallagher the comedian show up sans the watermelon.
The pictures that he had posted on line were at least 5 years old and how did I know? Because now he was completely bald on the top of his head, except of course for his hair extensions that he was now sporting. Imagine my surprise when he pulled of his beret and no hair, had he been honest, his baldness would not have bothered me, the hair extensions were a different story. It now also made sense why in so many pictures he wore a hat or covered his head. Interestingly he posted new pictures with a full compliment of Photo-shop added hair. He had also lied about his height, which was posted at 5'10, he was more like 5'8.
Along with that he was very unkempt and rumpled, nasty hands, ungodly facial hair, brownish teeth, which you couldn't really see because of his facial hair. I am sure I had quite the shocked look on my face because he asked me if I thought he looked like his pictures and in an effort not to hurt his feelings I didn't say anything.
We had emailed for a few months and chatted quite a bit on the phone, however during those calls he never mentioned, he did have not steady source of income, was on daily medication for depression, and had had a mental breakdown for which he was hospitalized, and had lived in his car at one point. He had saved all of that for his visit. He also shared with me several stories about his ex-wives (yes, there was more than one) and all the woman he had been with including an ex-girlfriend who he claimed was bi-polar and had huge jealousy issues, yet he stayed with her for five years, much was wrong with this picture, just like his actual pictures. He was also very fond of telling me how much the ladies liked him, which might have explained the ex's jealousy, yes? When we sat done to eat, yes like a dummy I made lunch, I am not sure he had ever held a fork before, it was truly sad to watch. He kept telling me how well he would fit into my life and how he could mix in any crowd and while I am ashamed to admit this, I have to say that I would have been too embarrassed to have had anyone in my life meet him based on his looks alone and indeed it made me realize that looks always matter to point.
It is amazing what people will do and how gullible people can be (meaning me). I have dated on-line for a while now and while no one ever looks exactly like their pictures in this case the altered pictures were just the tip of the iceberg. That experience changed the way I look at on-line dating forever and made me realize just how naive I am, it has also made me purchase a web-cam. It also made me realize that it is best to meet early and not invest a lot of time on line and on the phone, people can write and say whatever they want, it means nothing only that they are good writers and big talkers. | |
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Posted: 2/16/2009 5:57:21 PM | | several years ago i met this nice guy in the church singles group - he invited me to his place for dinner. it was a dingy apartment and messy inside. he ordered in a dominos pizza. we sat on the couch and ate - the box was between us - and then i asked for a napkin. after much digging around he came out with a pair of ratty sweat shorts and said "here - we can share this" ~ i nearly choked and hoped they were at least clean. then he proceeds to tell me that he was a recovering alcoholic in AA - which was OK - and then relates that he'd been picked up twice by the police for soliciting a prostitute - both times were with an undercover cop. LOL. That date ended very early and there wasn't a second one. | |
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Posted: 2/20/2009 5:05:35 PM | Ok...her's one from me:
I emt a guy at a speed dating event. He was nice lookig and articualte and all the women were intersted in him. On our first (and only) date, he told, in complete seriousness, that he and his friend had been abducted by aliens when they were 18 and he had to have surgery later on to fix the "damage" done by the anal probe!!! Now when he comes up in converstion my girlffriends and I refer to him as "Cartmen" (you have to watch Southpark to understand that...). | |
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Posted: 2/20/2009 5:17:31 PM | | I met a girl at a sports bar with a huge parking lot...the restaurant was kinda elevated overlooking the lot. We greeted each other, sat down, were handed menus, and within 30 seconds an announcement came over the PA: "To the owner of a chevy blazer, your car is on fire!" People started to rush out the door to see what was going on, so we did too. My date went running down the stairs with her arms up screaming, "MY CAR!" The FD came and put it out, but there was nothing left of it. Being the nice guy I was, I gave her a ride home, pretty far outta my way. You guessed it, no call back the next day from her, and when I did contact her she said she wasn't interested. Shoulda let her walk. Ha! | |
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Posted: 2/21/2009 1:40:47 AM | I think we should all write a book... 
Since we are sharing....
I guess it was about four years ago ( I was still using the internet for dating then) , when this woman contacted me through Yahoo personals. Surprisingly, she also lived in Montreal. 
We exchanged details, and it seemed like quite a good match, to be honest. This was about a year or so after my divorce, and I still had my training wheels on at that point. Typically, then, I'd get nervous a bit and wonder what to wear....etc. It was still a rather new experience, after having been married for seventeen years.
The good thing was that somehow I'd decided to adopt this "in the moment" type of mentality, after essentially going on a lot of dates and getting nowhere. I suddenly listened to my "inner Ferris Bueller", as it were. I spent zero time thinking about the approaching date, and (on the big day) just threw on some clothes and walked out the door.
Whatever will be, will be.
It's the first warm spring day here in Montreal, and snow's still on the ground. I get off at the nearest subway station, and walk over to meet her at the appointed spot. When I arrive, she's standing there looking really great, and we are both dressed in pretty much an identical fashion. Two leather jacketed, jean wearing Dharma Bums, on St. Denis street in the sun.
We go for coffee, and have a great time talking. I decide to ask her to have supper with me at my favorite restaurant, Yuan. You sit on low tables in a wonderful tea room like setting, and eat some pretty amazing food. She accepts, and we continue our delightful conversation throughout the meal - which she enjoys. 
We are having so much fun together, we decide to continue afterwards with a long walk down St. Catherine street in the cold spring night. I mean really, up to now it just can't get better, can it ? 
Roughly my age, very intelligent, and quite pretty ..... and also someone who is interested in Buddhism.
We find this coffee shop that's open, and sit near the window. We continue to get along very well, and hours pass....and we miss our last subway trains. Hey....who cares, right ? This is a bit like the movie "Serendipity" , only this time the girl doesn't bugger off into the night after writing her name in a book and selling it to a street vendor, I don't have to write my name on a five dollar bill, and no one gets on any elevators. 
As we wait for our first subway together, we decide to go get something to eat at a local restaurant. We take a walk there together, and personally I'm thinking that well.....this is going to be the start of an interesting relationship. I mean she's got everything I'm looking for, and I seem to be seen somewhat in the same way by her. We've spent literally hours together, and neither of us is in a rush to leave.
So we arrive at said restaurant, about eleven hours into the date. We decide to have some Montreal smoked meat's, and a coffee. For those paying attention, that's a rather strange meal to order for two "Buddhists" , but... we are Montreal Buddhists, afterall.
Knock, knock.... Who's there ? Mr. Murphy and his law....
As we are eating these amazing smoked meats together, my date suddenly turns into someone somewhat less non-judgmental. In fact, she turns into "The World's Most Judgmental Buddhist" , or TWMJB for short. She's from the Tibetan school, and I'm from the Zen one. She starts telling me that I know nothing about Buddhism at all, and some of the things I'm saying are totally wrong. 
As I start slowly looking around for Allen Funt and a camera, I'm also realizing that what I've told TWMJB is totally TRUE, and she's totally clueless about Zen. On the other hand, one tries to approach such challenges with the right attitude. Take a deep breath, and let it out slowly...... Ommmmmmmmmm..............
Oh, this isn't working very well, is it ?
So..this eventually subsides.... and we walk together towards the metro station. We sit there and share this really wonderful and perfect moment together that's satori like, involving a coat and a homeless man. Just an amazing coincidence, and perhaps a sign.
I escort her to the metro, and then take it home. It's been fifteen hours since we'd first met.
So, a few days later we speak again on the phone. She wants me to come over to her place, and have supper with her and her teen age daughter. I'm sitting there thinking "OK, we're getting to the next step in our journey, and let's let bygones be bygones." I mean a home cooked meal.....sigh.
I go buy a white rose, and a bottle of wine, and go over to her apartment. As I arrive I meet her daughter and TWMJB pulling up with the groceries. Like the gentleman I am, I offer to help carry them upstairs. This should be great.....
So, we all sit down together in the living room, all three of us. I've just met her daughter, who is this wonderful young woman.
OK, here's where it gets weird again....
Like some Wil. E. Coyote type of thing, TWMJB starts launching into me about how deceptive I am about Buddhism again - in front of said daughter.
"Meep Meep.... "
Now I am sitting there somewhat convinced that this wasn't the direction it was supposed to go in. At the same time, I really don't want to rip TWMJB apart with a scathing point by point rebuttal of everything she's saying, out of respect for her daughter's view of her mother. So I sit there undergoing this treatment for a bit, a spiritual rope-a-dope type of situation, until the daughter's boyfriend show up.
It gets decided that we will order out for supper.....no home cooking tonight. The food arrives, and it's quite horrible. There's no wine to be had, and my bottle sits unused in the kitchen. The conversation, although pleasant, isn't enough to compensate for what I've just been through. I look at my watch frequently..... I wonder if self-immolation might provide convenient proof of my Buddhist nature, but decide against it. After what seems like several years, I leave for home.
Now, here's the kicker....
I get home and write this rather wonderfully romantic e-mail to her, telling her of my feelings towards her. I also mention that small little concept of my "deceptive" nature, and carefully supply citations (with links) to EVERY single thing she said I was "lying" about. I spend about an hour doing this, and press send.....
Perhaps a week later, I get an e-mail from her, and open it. She says I must have the most gentle soul in the world because (wait for it) ....her white rose is still blooming.
I typed back a rather quick reply, saying that if she couldn't see something like that, then I wouldn't be relying on any flowers for assistance.
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Posted: 2/21/2009 6:17:59 AM | You know, I am thinking back over the last 5 years about all of the dates I've had (guys with rotten teeth..or lack there of, and necrotic gums, guys who tell me they love me on the first date, the guy who said he was probed by aliens, the guy who wanted me to tie him up and beat his ass, the guy who borrowed money to get gas to go to a job interview...he got the job and never looked back, the guy who tried to convert me..I could go on ad nauseum...)...I guess this thread helps a little, beucase I was begining to think I was the only one meeting these people. But I wonder, am I meeting a disproprtional amount of these people? Yikes!
Sometimes I think I should just give up and become one of those spinter ladies with all the cats!
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Posted: 2/22/2009 7:11:06 PM | Date from hell story....
He decides we will go to Reno (3 hour drive my my house). He tells me he wants to take me to see "Hot August Nights" (car show). I tell him I think it ended yesterday...he corrects me on this...he knows it's still on. He decides I will drive there in my car because his vehicle is a POS. I go to top off the gas tank in my car and ask him for gas money. Really...it was less than $10 in gas. His reply is,"When we are having sex I will give you money." I SHOULD HAVE put a halt to the date right then and there but stupidly did not.
I make the 2 hour drive to Reno with lover-boy sitting in the passenger seat enjoying the ride in my car.
We arrive in Reno. He picks this Mexican restaurant. I pay my 1/2 the bill and he plays around with the change thinking I did not notice that he once again ripped me off for the change that was due me. I was not going to argue with this ***hole as I knew I would never date him again.
Of course, "Hot August Nights" is not in Reno at that time (as I said). We get out of my car and he suggests we go to a hotel room. At this point I'm freaked out...I hate this ***hole...why would I go to a hotel room with him? I say "NO!!" to that suggestion so as a consolation prize he suggests I hold his hand. I now feel like some sort of ***hole...so I agree to hold this creep's hand. It's not until later I realize the suggestion of renting the hotel room was him manipulating me to hold my hand...sick...very sick.
He went and played cards...I went to play the slot machines. I was totally bored. We stayed there until HE was finished with his card playing and drove home. I was polite enough to him but all the while thought how I would never in my wildest imagination ever, ever see him again and rejoiced in that thought.
Two interesting facts I learned about him later:
1. He stated his ex-wife became a lesbian after the divorce. Gee....I wonder why?
2. I figured out he had something wrong with him. He finially admitted to a closed head injury which accounted for some but not all of his behavior. He said the closed head injury happend in Viet Nam when he was butted in the head with a rifle. When he told me this I wanted to ask, "Who did it? Your fellow soldiers or the enemy?" I figured those that knew him best (his fellow soldiers) would probably have done it. Such an ***hole! | |
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Posted: 2/22/2009 8:08:51 PM |
Sometimes I think I should just give up and become one of those spinter ladies with all the cats!
I hear that... | |
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Posted: 2/22/2009 8:46:04 PM |
unique4unique: So........before me stood a NUDE woman that *may* have been larger than ME!
Yeah, the naked woman on the first date thing, that happened to me...and then I woke up :)
Hey, I wouldn't normally make light of your situation, but the thread title IS "Funny" dating stories. Thanks for sharing this one.
Why do these date-from-hell stories so often happen out of town and involve hours of driving to get there? | |
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Posted: 2/22/2009 8:56:04 PM | | Okay, so we were late teens and her parents didn't like me much and they would really be upset if they knew we were having sex. Despite our best efforts to hide it, she gets home one night just after her parents just went to their bedroom and she stands in the mirror to brush her teeth when she realizes that in the dark she had put her sweater on inside out. Oops | |
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Posted: 2/24/2009 2:46:28 AM | Funny stories or horror stories? I dunno.
Several years ago, a woman 25 years younger than me started sending me e-mails. I'm courteous so I replied. After several weeks of this, she asked if she could phone me, that she had some things she wanted to talk about. I said "OK" and gave her the number. That's when it all started.
Over the next several months, she would phone me at least once a day and would talk until I cut her off, usually 30 minutes or more. She didn't work and neither do I and I just figured she was lonely and wanted someone to talk to. She had 3 young kids and lived with her mother in Michigan. I live in Georgia.
Finally, she sent me a photo of herself. I had already seen a photo on the internet and knew what she looked like. I just wasn't interested in anything romantic but this picture was not a "normal" picture. She was lying on a bed fully naked with her legs spread wide apart showing all her "assets" in their full glory and in detail! I never did figure out what that was all about!
But, a couple of months later, she bought a car, a 15 year old Ford Escort. A few weeks after this on the fourth of July weekend, I got a call from her about 10:30 AM saying she was coming to see me. I asked when and she replied that she was already in Ohio and would be here that evening around 9:00 and wanted directions. It caught me off guard and I gave her the directions. That was a fatal mistake.
She did arrive that evening intending to stay 3 nights and 4 days. But she arrived with a chip on her shoulder and I never figured out why. After two days of this attitude, I told her she was going home the next morning.
There was another one. I went to my favorite bar one evening and met a delightful lady. We hit it off and I called her a couple of evenings later just to talk. She invited me to her house for dinner that Saturday night. I accepted. Saturday night, I arrived and met her 7 year old daughter. Shortly after that, she put her daughter to bed and we had dinner. About the time we finished dinner, the door bell rang. She got up and answered the door. I heard the door open and shut but she did not come back to the table. After about 15 minutes, I became concerned and went and looked outside. There was no one there. I went outside and walked around the house and looked up and down the street and she was to be seen nowhere. I went back inside and another 15 minutes she was nowhere to be seen.
I became concerned and called the police explaining that I thought there was a possibility she had been abducted. They responded with three police cars with blue lights flashing. Within minutes after they arrived, a car pulled up and Delores stepped out visibly shaken and crying. It turned out that her ex-husband had been watching her house for any indication she was dating and when he saw my car parked in front, decided he would have a little "talk" with her. When she answered the door, he grabbed her by the arm and forced her into his car and drove off.
Although I liked her very much, this just seemed a situation that was too dangerous and I needed to get out of there. Her ex learned who I was and went to my favorite bar and approached me apologising for what he had done and wanted to become buddies. I wasn't up for that either.
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Posted: 3/27/2009 8:22:15 PM | OMG those two stories were somewhat frightening . I have had some unusual experiences but nothing that strange .
Hope you have had better experiences lately . | |
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Posted: 3/27/2009 10:12:56 PM | Some of your stories are funny! Mine isn't as good, but it shows how some people can be clueless.
A few years ago, I go out with a man twice. The first time, we met up and went shopping (not my usual thing but he said he needed to buy clothes for a new job). Went okay, so I thought I would give him another try.
The next time, we met at a restaurant for lunch. The whole time we are there, he's texting someone. Now, I don't know who it is, but he spent more time texting than talking to me. I was getting annoyed, which I thought he would realize. At the end of the lunch, he paid and made some comment that I shouldn't expect to be taken out all the time because he wasn't made of money. Now, I certainly have no problem paying my part or half the time, but he asked me and picked the restaurant.
So to say the least, between that comment and his text messaging rudeness, I was turned off and didn't want to go out again. He sent me a text a few days later asking me out again. I declined. He wanted to know why, so I told him. After going back and forth several times, he finally said, "Where do we go from here?" I asked him what part he didn't understand - we weren't going anywhere from there. I wasn't interested in seeing him again! He tried contacting me a few more times but finally got the message. | |
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Posted: 3/27/2009 10:28:24 PM | Oh, I do have a funny story, or at least I think it is funny.
Several years ago, I met a man online. We met in person and we seemed to hit it off. We continued to talk for a few days and he asked if he could come by my apartment (we lived about one block from each other). I said yes, and he was going to come over in 30 minutes or so. I was excited. I waited for hours, and he never showed up. I tried to call him and see if something had come up, but he didn't answer. I didn't hear from him again. It was definitely strange, and at the time, it bothered me. I saw him online all the time after that, and even sent him an email to ask him what had happened, but he didn't respond. Guess he changed his mind that night and didn't even want to call me back with a bad excuse.
About a year or so passed, and I was on another dating site. The same man contacted me, and it was obvious he didn't recognize me. He started with all the same lines and such, so I decided to have a little fun with it. I played along with the whole thing and agreed to meet up with him at a nearby bar. Of course, I had no intent of going.
The next morning, I receive an email from him telling me how he went to the bar and waited over an hour for me to show, and how rude it was to stand someone up. Well, I laughed. He sure didn't seem to care when he did it to me. So I decided to be more devious. I gave him an excuse that something had come up, and I was so sorry, but that I didn't have his number to call and say I wasn't going to make it. He told me it was okay, and that he would give me another chance, but that I was going to have to make it up to him. So we agreed on another date that evening. Of course, I stood him up again.
Well, you should have seen how angry he was being stood up the second time. He sent me a heated email telling me how bad of a person I was for standing him up and didn't I know how rude it was. So, I emailed him and told him it was funny he thought it was rude because I had a story for him. I told him that the same thing had happened to me, and then I explained what he did to me. Of course, I didn't say it was him, but by the end of my story, it was obvious that I was describing how he had stood me up and ignored me afterwards.
He emailed me back saying he now remembered who I was and that he couldn't say anything about the way he treated me except he was sorry. I laughed so hard that day. I thought he definitely deserved it, and I didn't feel the least bad about pulling that little stunt on him! | |
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Posted: 3/28/2009 4:20:33 PM | Well my story is one of great embarrassment for me, and I'm sure if my date was on POF he'd probably have written about it, but since he's not, I'm going to let you all have a good laugh at my expense
I had been back from Europe for about 2 weeks, and went down island to visit my best friend from New Zealand who had moved back to Canada while I was away. We went out to my favorite restaurant and the sushi chef was without a doubt, drop dead GORGEOUS, and had definitely given me the once over with a flirty smile as we had passed him walking in. All through dinner we stole glances at eachother and smiled back and forth and finally my Kiwi friend told me if I didn't give him my number, he would do it for me. So I did, and he called me a few days later wanting to know when I would be in town again and if he could take me out for dinner. I was heading down to visit my Kiwi again so I told him the dates and we arranged to meet at the restaurant.
The date was awesome, conversation was no problem, we got along great, he was constantly making me laugh and he kept remarking that he was having a great time and so was I.
I should mention though, that since I had gotten back from Europe I had been having trouble not eating persé, but keeping things down...I know, overshare. I had asked my doctor about it and she had told me my body needed to get used to the food at home again, because the food I had been eating while I was away was much healthier, and less processed. Europeans are all about fresh tasty food, and sadly we North Americans are all about the processed and preserved crap. So I was a little nervous that my food problem would rear its ugly head, especially since we had ordered a few appys that were mostly fried. But so far I was doing just fine.
After dinner we had planned to go to a movie, but none were playing that we really wanted to go to except The Dark Knight, which we had both seen, but wasn't playing until later in the evening, so we decided to go back to his place and chill out for a bit. I had no problems doing this, one, because one of my good friends knew him very well and had told me over and over again how great a guy he was, and two, I've been trained to defend myself very well, since my father was a cop and taught me exactly how to protect myself. So if he was to try anything, he was going down like a sack of potatoes.
Anyways, we got to his place, which was far nicer then I expected, and he asked me if I wanted to light up a joint, which I do from time to time, I live in BC for godsakes. So we rolled up a dube and decided to head down to one of the many beaches in the area. We lit it up and relaxed for a bit, just talking, he didn't try to make a move, other then asking me if he could put his arm around me. This is where it gets bad.
About 20 minutes in, I started to get dizzy, even though I was sitting still in a parked car. Then my stomach started flipping, so I started trying to focus on thinking of calm, non-moving things. At this point I knew something bad was going to happen, and he looked at me and told me I didn't look so good, and I couldn't even reply, because the moment he moved, oh yes...it started. I didn't even have time to lean my head out the window before I was violently sick. The worst part is his car was his pride and joy, a really nice old school Caddy, fully restored, and I had just dececrated the entire car. He of course jumped back, said a few "Holy sh!t's" as I finally got out of the car.
Surprisingly he wasn't too worried about his car, he was more worried about me and if I was ok and if he could do anything, which was really sweet. Luckily since I was planning on staying a few days with my friend I had a change of clothes and we went back to my car to get them, and then to a car wash to vacuum and clean the passenger side, which I of course paid for. We even still went to the movie, and I was utterly baffled when he asked for a kiss goodnight. I apologized profusely for what happened, explaining about the whole getting-used-to-western-food thing and that in retrospect, smoking a joint was probably not such a good idea haha. He said no problem, and we left it at that. On the way back from visiting my friend, who lived further down island, I bought a bottle of Febreeze and left it on his doorstep with a note saying I hoped his car wasn't in too rough of shape, and I didn't blame him if he didn't want to go out again. Needless to say, he didn't call back.
Now...chuckle away...jerks;) | |
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Posted: 4/10/2009 7:22:43 AM | Oh God, this is the story of my life right here...
I won't go into details, but here's the gist:
Man approaches me at bar. We talk for quite awhile. He proceeds to ask me out. I say no for various reasons. He persists and gives me his business card. I finally give him my number but warn him that for the next 6 weeks, I won't be available.
We go out a few months later for the first time. He kept promising it would be a "magical evening". I won't go into specifics, but the date was hardly magical. And he ended it mid-date saying that he had a hangover. It was 9 PM on a Thursday.
I laughed at myself and figured he just wanted an out. But then he called me on my way home and asked to meet me for breakfast the next morning. I said no.
He contacts me a few months later and asks for another date. I kept saying no. Then he insisted that we rent a movie. I could sleep over, bring my pajamas (oh, but he sleeps naked), he could massage me, etc. So I told him that it was obvious he just wanted to sleep with me.
"No! But I do want you to find out why my friends call me Thunderlips."
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You're 29. Does this REALLY work for you?
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