People Share Nightmares Of Their Worst Dates

"It took him three hours to realize I had left."

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"He walked me to my car, gave me a hug that included pinning my arms, lifting me off the ground, and swinging my legs back and forth like the clapper of a bell. He begged me to let him know when I got home okay. I sat in my car for a moment, and knew I needed to vent a bit. My best friend got off work at midnight, so I asked him to meet me for a drink. While I was there, I remembered promising my date that I'd text when I got home. Considered lying, but then texted that I wasn't home, but had decided to meet a friend and was perfectly safe, thanks for your concern. Didn't think a thing about it. The next day, I received a long rant about how rude I was and that if I'd decided to go somewhere else after the date was over, I should have contacted him and let him know so that he could come, too. Dude who I've already told that I won't be going out with you again, you have no say in what I do after our date is over."

—Erika

—Elissa Vienna

—Barbara Jungbauer

—Vera Dunwoody

"Then, my guy friend showed up (it was a neighborhood pub), and my date recognized him immediately. Suddenly, my date was chatty Cathy, even introduced me to my friend, though he forgot my name. He also seemed to forget my friend and I knew each other. I suggested the three of us play a game of billiards to kill some time, and try to give the guy a chance to straighten up and show some personality. My date agreed and went to see about getting a table. He basically got distracted talking to some people already playing pool. I had enough of his crap by this point and left. Three hours later, I got a text where my date apologized for getting distracted, for taking so long to realize I had left, and asked for a second date."

—Lara

—Mireille Aubin

"'That’s the kind of thing that’ll put them off driving, and may make their insurance go up as well, which might put a stop to them. It’s best to get them off the road for their own safety as well as everyone else’s. It’s probably a relief to them: I’m actually doing them a favor. Hang on…are you leaving?'"

—Plumb

—Mimi

"He immediately retorted, 'Yes. Because I want YOU to go get them.' He emphasized the word 'YOU' with a fake smile plastered on his face. Now, get this. This guy HAD to walk past the utensils station, on the way to our table. Picking up the utensils would NOT cost him anything nor require ANY extra effort. But he refused to do it simply because he couldn’t stand the idea that I could sit on my ass and relax while in his mind he did everything. I had to intentionally walk to the utensils station to grab a set of utensils. Yes ONE set. I placed the ONE set of utensils on the table, told him to enjoy HIS lunch, and I walked off. I had lost my appetite."

—Lynnett Tan

"He then has a conversation with the bartender about me while I'm sitting right next to him at the bar. He says, 'She's hot for a mom, right?' Making things super awkward for myself and the bartender. The 'for a mom' thing is where I finally decided he was just an ass. He then proceeds to try and have a conversation with me over the loud music playing so it's the awkward exchange of him yelling and me saying, 'What?' So he gets two inches from me and is trying to whisper in my ear in between shots of Jager. He suggests to me that I should leave my daughter with the babysitter overnight so that I can come back to his house and we can have a 'play date' of our own. So now he's not just a jerk, he's a creepy jerk. I said it was an awesome idea and I was going to go outside and call the babysitter. I got in my car and left. Never spoke to him again."

—Tiffany Brown

—Kale Panoho

—Robert Berend

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