tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-204013812008-09-11T08:32:12.109-07:00A collection of true stories from people around the world recounting their worst dating experiences.bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comBlogger195125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-4426212910711578412008-07-12T13:58:00.000-07:002008-07-12T14:01:03.166-07:00

The worst has to be the 2 hour drive to meet a date for dinner at his place of work, which turned out to be his home as well. The lady at the computer said "don't mind me I am just finishing up", at which my date said "oh that is my wife, we aren't together now but we share the house". As I was mid slam of the front door I hear the wife screeching "you didn't even tell her, what do you expect".

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-24948056556282451192008-06-06T20:11:00.000-07:002008-06-06T20:15:19.960-07:00

This is so bad its shameful.A few years ago I was really into this online RPG game and I met someone on there. We became friends on the game for several months...then spoke on the phone for several months...before finally deciding to meet in person. He was 16 and I was 18, and since he could not yet drive he had his mother drive him from out of state. We cleared it with our parents first. I had

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-74742250083520997452008-06-01T18:28:00.000-07:002008-06-01T18:30:35.869-07:00

I agreed to meet a man I met on the internet (first mistake) We went for drinks where he proceeded to dunk bread in his red wine and eat it (like dunking oreo's in milk) He kept talking with his hands and was tossing bread crumbs all over the place I finished my drink and made my excuses, and he walked me to the car where I thanked him for the drink and he goes in for a kiss - I turn to give him

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-58308761677055872732008-01-22T20:48:00.000-08:002008-01-22T20:51:03.167-08:00

I started dating this guy roughly two weeks ago, and let me tell you friends, it was a bad choice. I was fooled into thinking that a future doctor, that's into running, is focused, loves my body and personality, and best of all thinks I'm hilarious was a damn good person to date. Nope, fucking WRONG. We went on our first date, it was all nice and fun. And of course, since I'm a floozy, I made the

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-9032251535344508512007-05-28T18:28:00.000-07:002007-05-28T18:29:48.525-07:00

Do you have a true, bad date story? Can we have it please? Then your story can join the ranks of such literary pearls as: "Thankyou For Coming", "The Stain in Spain" , "If the Spew Fits" , "The Speed Date" , or my choice for most embarrassing date, "Stuck On You" . and of course the "Worst Date Ever",! C'mon, you know you want to, so just do it! ( bet you've heard that on a date before) Just

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-49560983095451667682007-05-28T18:26:00.000-07:002007-05-28T18:27:40.259-07:00

It was a bad almost-date story. When I was in high school there was this guy who would always joke around with me and act flirty - it was very clear that he was interested in me. He just wasn't my type. One Saturday he called me at home (not sure how he got my #) and asked me to go on a picnic with him and his family - I had to find an excuse really fast, so I told him I was sick and couldn't go.

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-55140902019794560372007-05-01T19:59:00.000-07:002007-05-01T20:01:04.845-07:00

It was a blind date. Of course, I know not all those end badly but this one really was bad. The guy was a major obsessive compulsive disorder poster child. He told me he had a hard time dating because no one was good enough for him. I laughed and he looked at me seriously and said "Im serious, no one is good enough" Okay, no pressure there.... When I started to get into his pick up for our date

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-91893509192320342892007-04-28T19:11:00.000-07:002007-04-28T19:12:00.946-07:00

I met this guy who seemed really nice. He asked me out for dinner at what he called a nice restaurant. I met him at the restaurant. He proceeded to order for us (I did pick my own salad dressing) and he decided we would split the entrees. When the food arrived he used his thumb and fork to split the food. It was veal parmagina and eggplant parmigaina. He slopped it between the two plates while

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-63743082235183746782007-04-15T06:05:00.000-07:002007-04-15T06:06:11.749-07:00

I met this guy on the beach and it turned out he lived in my neighborhood. So we exchanged numbers and a few days later, I invited him to join me and my friend for drinks at the local bar. All was well, except that I had to take a call from a very sick (cancer) friend of mine. My gf said he would not stop asking who I was talking to, what I was saying, etc. But we all had a good time and I liked

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-48736407886423459252007-04-08T07:56:00.000-07:002007-04-08T07:57:56.272-07:00

I was 19, fresh out of Army boot camp and working at a publix as stock I get a date with this asian chick. Totally hot, in college and about 20. I wanted to go to a go-kart park but when the night came she said I'll have to come over to her place? I went and apparently her parents wouldn't let her go out. I go with the flow and we talk, then her parents, strict Christians, start to INTERVIEW me.

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-502648306481879172007-04-05T20:46:00.000-07:002007-04-05T20:47:20.991-07:00

He showed up in a old hatch back, rusted bucket of car. with stick on chrome and fake rims... he tried to bribe the hostess at the restaurant with a FIVE!! OK.,. this was a four star restaurant... he tried to order alcohol , he was under-age, and tried to use the same five to bribe the waiter... then.. he wanted to go to a kegger that was being thrown by a "friend of a friend".. so he didn't

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-45124513036273749272007-03-25T06:45:00.000-07:002007-03-25T06:50:59.573-07:00

I met a blind date at a winery who I had only spoken with a few times on the phone. I knew she wasn't "the one" upon first seeing her but decided to hang out and drink a little, just to be nice. After 3 glasses of wine she started cussing like a sailor, being REALLY loud, and then she got up to go to the restroom. That was the last I saw of her on her own two feet. She got sick in the restroom

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-10217087077584588622007-03-17T21:20:00.001-07:002007-03-17T21:20:56.108-07:00

Do you have a true, bad date story? Can we have it please? Then your story can join the ranks of such literary pearls as: "Thankyou For Coming", "The Stain in Spain" , "If the Spew Fits" , "The Speed Date" , or my choice for most embarrassing date, "Stuck On You" . and of course the "Worst Date Ever",! C'mon, you know you want to, so just do it! ( bet you've heard that on a date before) Just

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-49570858857870134532007-03-11T21:07:00.000-07:002007-03-11T21:08:06.146-07:00

Met a guy in a club. He was nice-looking, seemed smart. We talked for a long time and he seemed pretty cool. I ended up giving him my number and a few days later we decided to meet for coffee. He couldn't find the Starbucks so we ended up having dinner instead. Here's where the fun started - there were some guys seated near us who were being loud. Really loud. They were drunk. We complained to

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-29232413913018993652007-03-11T21:00:00.000-07:002007-03-11T21:03:38.246-07:00

I was set up on this blind date by my roommate...we met the guys at restaurant for dinner...we had a great time...and then went over to the club for some dancing..(they carried the tab from the restaurant to the bar...real nice place...lots of high profile people) after a few drinks, my date had to go to the restroom....my roomies date went to talk to a "friend" across the bar....after 30 minutes

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-76995961221167129372007-03-05T16:45:00.000-08:002007-03-05T16:48:29.117-08:00

His ad made him sound sort of fun.After a few brief emails, we agreed to meet in person.Coffee would have been OK with me. But he invited me to lunch at an upscale business lunch restaurant. He told me he ate at this restaurant a few times a week, and in fact, the waitress asked if he wanted his "usual". It turned out his "usual" was not only an appetizer, but the very cheapest appetizer on the

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-42149144050833850602007-02-28T20:32:00.000-08:002007-02-28T20:33:50.376-08:00

Seven years ago I was living in far West Tx. I had been talking to this guy online for a while and we decided to meet. He flew me to Houston and from the moment I laid eyes on him, I hated his guts. His love for himself just oozed everywhere... it was disgusting. And I was supposed to spend the weekend with him! UGH!!! We went to dinner and had a horrible time. Got back to his place and I

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-74268014496592905662007-02-24T17:16:00.000-08:002007-02-24T17:17:10.275-08:00

Do you have a true, bad date story? Can we have it please? Then your story can join the ranks of such literary pearls as: "Thankyou For Coming", "The Stain in Spain" , "If the Spew Fits" , "The Speed Date" , or my choice for most embarrassing date, "Stuck On You" . and of course the "Worst Date Ever",! C'mon, you know you want to, so just do it! ( bet you've heard that on a date before) Just

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-75162166472584041142007-02-24T17:14:00.000-08:002007-02-24T17:15:48.105-08:00

My worst date I ever happened when I was 14. This guy I really liked asked me out one day, and we decided to go to the movies. We both live within walking distance of eachother and the theatre, so he just walked to my house to pick me up, and then we went together. It started out with everything being perfect. My clothes were perfect, my hair was perfect, my make-up was perfect. He arrived on

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-82126078279280694862007-02-17T18:24:00.000-08:002007-02-17T18:27:00.544-08:00

A new kid moved into our district and he had no friends. Me and my friends felt sorry for him, so after talking to him a little bit, he asked me out. I was suprised, but I didn't want him to get upset, so I said yes. So we met at the movies, and he was wearing a TUX! Not kidding! I was just wearing a shirt and jeans that I would wear to school, but HIM! He was soo fancy, and his hair was slicked

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-1170911036737993812007-02-07T21:02:00.000-08:002007-02-07T21:03:57.023-08:00

I asked this girl to go bowling with me. We're both young mind you, teenagers, and so our parents drive us separately. We see each other and have an awkward 5 minutes of our parents talking, and us standing there looking at our feet. Then I realised I forgot my wallet, and my mum paid for me in front of my date. Great. Then just as our mums are leaving, my dear sweet mother turns around and says

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-1170385254481201482007-02-01T19:00:00.000-08:002007-02-01T19:04:35.306-08:00

Editors Note:I kinda wish the girl in this story could meet the guy in this story...(ah, love, sigh). Believe it or not, and as God is my witness, this is a true story. About 18 years ago, (and this story is burned in my mind), I wanted so bad to go out with my brest friends sister, and she was hot, big rack, long legs and just beautiful. We flirted many times, and finally deceided to go out,

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-1169999555255853182007-01-28T07:49:00.000-08:002007-01-28T07:52:35.733-08:00

His newspaper ad that said " Handsome , generous man wishes to meet SWF? People say I look like Clark Gable".. So I talk to the guy on the phone and he sounds very charming...I get a little suspicious when he asks you to meet him at his apartment...but I downplay that... and so when I get there he is in an electric wheelchair with a companion dog and he is way overweight and is bald on top .No

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-1169609310319496132007-01-23T19:25:00.000-08:002007-01-23T20:39:44.983-08:00

Editors note: A big thankyou to my blonde pal from Chicago for letting me repost her bad date tale. I just took a vicodin, so I apologize now if this post is jumbled, has typos and grammatical errors. If you have problems with post that are not perfectly written, click your "go back" button now. I went to a holiday one month ago. It was mostly doctors and attorneys who attended. Let me say

bullwinklenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20401381.post-1169432625170687142007-01-21T18:22:00.000-08:002007-01-21T18:23:45.526-08:00

I went out on a blind date with this guy to the movies. After the date, we were sitting in his car in my driveway. He went to kiss me (I so didn't want to kiss him!) but he missed, we bumped heads instead. That was actually a funny moment in a crappy date. We talked for a bit more and then all of the sudden he starts asking me all these sexual questions. I half answered them because I really

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