I’ve never left, but I’ve asked them to leave. One time this guy was eating me out (it was the first time I’d met him – it was just a hook up), it was so bad (and I gave him plenty of time to try to figure out what he was doing) so i just asked him to stop and to leave. I remember when he was walking out the door he asked when he could see me again, and I said probably never. The second time, this guy I had been friends with for a while came over for the first time. He was so insistent on kissing me, it made me uncomfortable. I told him to call an uber and leave. I blocked him right after. I’m not one to stay in an uncomfortable or unpleasant situation.
I once left in the middle of a date because the skinny guy told me (in complete seriousness) that he didn’t believe in washing your hands after using the bathroom because “germs strengthen your immune system.”
Spoiler: it didn’t strengthen anything, not even my interest.
I paid my share, faked an urgent call and went straight to wash my soul. 🚪🧼😂
To respond to my own post: one time a guy from a dating app asked to take me out and I agreed. Key word here is “I would love to take you out to dinner” but I’m not a sit down on the first date girl so I suggested we grab food and take it to the beach. We get to the spot and he payed for himself at the counter and then motions to me to order. Idk if this is an unpopular opinion or not, but if YOU ask ME to dinner, especially saying I would love to TAKE YOU OUT I expect you to pay! So red flag one. Then the conversation was bone dry and miserable. So much so that there was a pause in the convo and he says “so…what do you think we’ll talk about next” and I just said “honestly nothing. I’m not enjoying myself I think I’m gonna go” and then left
The person (another woman actually, I’m bi) smelled like absolute doo doo ass. It was February in Canada, so not like it was excessively hot out either. If you’re going on a date pleeeease shower omg
I was at this really loud, bustling Thai restaurant, sitting across from my date… and somehow, even with all the noise, I could still hear him chewing. It was so obnoxious. I ended up making some dumb excuse and just left.
He got dropped off by his Mom and she ended up getting out and having lunch with us, it was so awkward and they were creepily very close with each other, holding hands and kissing each other’s cheeks and shit
First date, we had shared 1 round of beers, and in the span of that drink, he became belligerent. Realised he had pregamed our date and it was just hitting him.
He also had a massive open wound on his face. And normally I’m not one to pry about illness or injury, finding it rude, but with his other behaviours, I didn’t care. His story was so ridiculously over the top that all it signalled to me was that he’s a massive drunken idiot and probably dabbled in other stuff as well.
Luckily, we were at my favourite first date spot so I knew where to leave out the back. And high-fived my favourite bartender on the way out.
He told me that I reminded him of someone. Then told me that person was dead. He had sought out a woman that looked really similar to a dead woman he’d had an affair with. And that’s not the worst part of the the story.
I asked a blind date to pull over and I got out of his car. We had gone to play mini putt, I lost, which was fine, but he kept calling me a loser. For at least an hour and a half, at every opportunity he could. It was such a turn off, I wasn’t interested in wasting the rest of my Saturday night with him, or ever seeing him again.
Whether in the middle of the date, or (more often) in online conversations before meeting, I would always end the conversation if he brought up Anime, or Kpop, or whatever else outed him as an Asian fetishist.
I’m more than my complexion and I’m nothing like their stereotypes.
I’ve never left in the middle of a date. But I have this super cool technique where whenever I make a first date with a person I don’t already know from a platonic context, I schedule it for coffee in the early evening. You head to a cute coffee shop after work, have a cappuccino and some chitchat. And oh, wait, this place closes in an hour? I didn’t realize. If it’s a good date, you go for a walk after and do something else, and if it’s a bad date you go “Oh, well, let’s set up another date for another time, it was good to meet you, bye!”
Didn’t walk out, but necked my hot coffee and said it was time to go.
When we were in the talking stage he told me he drove, had his own place (this was important cos I’d never have brought a bloke back to my house where my children lived) and told a bunch of other lies.
Met on the date and he said ‘I don’t drive, I smoke weed, I live with my mam and step dad, my mam’s really strict, I’m not even allowed a tele in my room.’ This was a bloke in his 30’s.
Then the whole time acted all arrogant as if I should be lucky to be in his presence and slumped down in his chair like a naughty kid. It was just weird, I was so embarrassed to be in public with him. Now I’m thinking he’d probably read too much red pill shite about how to treat a woman bad to keep them interested.
He was hot, tall, smart, articulate, sportive. Wow. And then out of the blue he said something like “the moon landings never happened” and then something followed about “jews” and the “north pole nazi hideouts”. DUDE. DUDE. I suddenly needed the bathroom, paid my bill, left through the backdoor of the pub.
(dont judge me) but I invited this guy who was super into me to a kink show/party. it seemed to be going well, he was also into that kind of thing. I went to the bathroom like only 10-15 mins in and came back upstairs to him spanking this other random person he knew lmao I just went back downstairs and left and just lost all interest 😂
He showed up high af on some pills after stressful day of work. I asked him if he was thinking of hurting himself and if he needed an ambulance and he said no. And I said I’m leaving goodbye
He told me he loved me. It was our first date; we knew each other for about a week. I went to the bathroom and texted my sister to call me with an emergency.
A group of girls walks in and sits down next to us toward the end of our ~5 hour hangout. Felt like we were having a great time up until the last ~20 minutes of the date.
She pointed out a girl in that group and began raving over how attractive she was and how she wanted to talk to her to get her number. I had to use the bathroom and this was the perfect time to do so.
I go to the bathroom, come back, I sit down, they’re talking for another 30-45 seconds. Instantly turned me off and my date noticed that. She didn’t like that I was turned off, she ended up insulting me, which caused me to get up and leave and then she threw her drink on me as I was leaving.
Matched with a guy and we met up at one of those family cafes (think brodard). He kept calling me slut very loudly for using apps to hook up. Got up to pee and as I’m walking past he lifts my skirt and slaps my bare ass, there was a family seated next to us and they all stared. I walked out the back, called a car, then blocked him on everything. Funny thing is I would’ve let him do all that and more if he just kept his mouth shut and his hands to himself for literally an hour. Oh well
I used the sentence “I am a bit more traditional” (context of talking about dates and ONS, which I don’t do).
He heard this magical word and went into a full discourse about difference between men and women in society. The full women are fragile, motherly, men are stoic providers speech. Oh boy.
I did say “I don’t think we are a match at all”. But alas we kept talking and debating for 40 min.
But then he started his views over transsexuals. By views I mean, he was a dehumanizing fucker. I stopped the date and said “I think that’s it”
He said “is this so important to you?”, I answered “yes” (I will not tolerate intolerance).
Dude also said like 3 times how he thought he was a bit of a psychopath during the date (I shit you not).
So we walked back to our bikes, talking some more, since I will not trigger a self proclaimed psycho who doesn’t see women as equals. Bye bye. I could finally breathe.
This guys house was too clean. Like freaky clean. I mean no dust anywhere, every single item on his shelves were carefully and specifically placed. It was like serial killer level of tidy. It seemed super uptight to me. He had a decent collection of authentically punk vinyls, but it seemed to clash with how fucking clean his place was. And he only had vegan milk to serve with tea.
He seemed “off” and I couldn’t pinpoint why until he admitted he was SEVEN drinks in, even before we met up at 7:30. When I was obviously appalled, he started raising his hands up, in a measuring motion saying “why would I put you up HERE, when I don’t even know you? Why would I put you on a pedestal??” I grabbed my jacket and left and heard someone in the very small pub we were in yell “ooooooh, she’s leaving!” Which caused everyone to look up. Embarrassing for me but probably much more for him, who had to pay the tab and deal with the stares and aftermath. (Edit – typos)
Dude was about a decade older than me (I was 21) started creeping me out so I texted my fwb to come save me and he did, he met up with us at the bar and then I went home with him. Not exactly my proudest moment hahaha but looking back I was smart to do that because guy actually turned out to be a creep. I always appreciated my fwb doing that for me, he’d met the guy before and also thought he was weird.
Our first date was just a walk in a park. He started talking loudly about how excited he was to start the police academy and stop all the BLM BS (mind you this is the week that George Floyd had just happened.) I told him I was not interested and we were not a good fit. He would not leave me alone and followed me to my car. I had to ask him to back up. My dog made sure he understood the message.
Another guy disclosed he was looking for a second wife (one stays at home, one comes on the road – he wanted to be a long haul trucker.) I wish I had thought to ask which one I was being screened for (road or home) but my mouth hung open for a solid few minutes.
The real winner – and actually a pretty horrifying story – was a high ranking air force officer in DC. We had gone on a few dates and he was intelligent and charming – or so I thought. We ended up eventually hooking up at his apartment. A few minutes in, he forced himself, using his hand to direct his dick, into my ass by accident (because he said “whoops”) then proceeded to pin me down and stay there. I couldn’t get him off and he came pretty much immediately. Then he started to act very strange physically. He actually limped around the room dragging his leg and claiming a severe battlefield injury was acting up. He acted completely incapacitated, making a show of how obviously not in control of his body he was. It was so comically clowned and acted out it reminded me of some Marx brothers slapstick. I couldn’t believe he was even trying it on. I got dressed and left. Yes, I fully understand what happened and no I didn’t bother reporting it. He and I both knew how that would go. I happened to really enjoy anal but not with a stranger and for the first time and without my consent. He did have the balls to message me and ask for another date. When I declined, he had the nerve to ask for feedback so that he would be “worthy of a woman like me.” I told him consent was a great place to start.
I think these are my top three, but by no means the only bad ones. Online dating is such a shit show.
He drove to the apartment i was staying out to pick me up and told me that he packed a suitcase to stay with me overnight. Lol…. we hadnt even met or gone on a first date yet.
I realised it was a date. I used to work with a bunch of women who got divorced and were trying to pressure me into joining them. They decided to set me up with a guy on a ‘girls night out’ without telling me. In the middle of dinner, it finally clicked what was going on so I excused myself and rushed home to my husband, convinced he was going to be pissed because I ‘cheated’. He was the one who pointed out I’d been tricked into it so I didn’t cheat.
He told me near the end of the date that he was a recovering drug addict. Now, that’s a big reveal, but not necessarily a deal breaker if someone has been sober a long time and has their shit together in their recovery. So, I asked him how long he’d been sober.
Six weeks.
I told him he needed to focus on himself and left.
I was pretty young and went on a blind date, she kept pressuring me to tell her how many women I’d been with, I tried “not that many” but not good enough, she wanted the number. So I said okay seven and she was immediately like “so what, you think I’m going to be your 8th?” Talk about committing to the bit lol. We finished dinner and I got “really tired” and that was that.
Guy was 40min late for the date and not apologetic about it. He showed up totally unkempt, I told him I need to go when I’m done eating my food that I paid for myself.
I have no tolerance for ppl who don’t respect my time
I once left in the middle of a blind date when someone I had literally met 5 minutes ago tried to order for me. They ordered a steak for themselves and a salad for me – no croutons.
Another time I saw a guy put something in my drink at the bar and I snuck out the back before he got back to our table.
I was 16. High school and all that. I went out with a guy because he kept asking and my girlfriend kept pushing.
The date was okay, but I wasn’t feeling it. I was relieved it was almost over.
Then he drove down a deserted road and stopped. I was fighting him off when he told me he wasn’t driving me home until I put out.
I got out of the car. Told him he better start running. It would take me about 30 minutes to walk home, and maybe another 30 before my daddy found him with his shotgun in tow.
Poor guy spent the next 30 minutes begging me to get back in the car so he could take me home.
He catfished me, I was too nice to point it out and leave upon seeing him. It was also in a busy af cafe and I felt put on the spot.
He was dressed in a dirty t-shirt, flip flops, greasy hair under a ball cap; I was wearing a dress from Mango and sandal mules. He also let me know then that he was partially deaf and his talking was actually LOUDER than the bustle of the cafe. He was also visibly nervous which made his laughter even more loud. I was so internally embarrassed. I sat with him for 30 min and made small talk. I went to the bathroom to freak out to my friend on the phone.
I eventually left the bathroom and said it was really nice meeting him but I had a family emergency and bounced. My people pleasing is out of control!!! Never again omg
…a guy I was on a date with started talking in a baby voice half way through, and introduced me to his inner child, who was named “Kevin”. He also (before the Kevin bit) was performing in his best Spken Word performance voice (he was part of a spoken work community).
I left. He (“Kevin”) walked me halfway home before I was able to make up enough of an excuse to go separate ways.
Not exactly the “middle of the date”, in my opinion. In my early 20s. Our first date. I had driven myself, but he lived on the street we got dinner and drinks. After dinner we met his friends at a pub and he was pushing MULTIPLE drinks/shots on me and telling me to come to his place to meet is cute corgi dog (he knew I loved dogs). I tossed out most of the drinks, but he kept buying me them even after I told him to stop. I assumed his pushiness was just him being drunk and trying to be polite. We had even made plans to meet the following weekend for a hike.
I kept trying to leave, but he’d always find reasons to make me stay and buy me more drinks. So I left when he was in the bathroom and told his friends I was leaving but I looked forward to seeing him in a few days.
Cue to 20 minutes later he calls and texts me calling me a c*unt several times because I left and he paid for dinner (I wanted to split check) and drinks that I never asked for.
I’m glad he showed his true colors early. Blocked him and never looked back.
He was controlling, wanted to tell me what to wear (which I didn’t dismiss as a red flag at the beginning and that was on me), until he started telling me which way I should be facing and how open I should be with him already, and almost started getting annoyed to confrontational since I “didn’t seem open to him yet”. I should have walked out immediately rather than waiting a moment but didn’t and then didn’t want to date for a while as a result of the bad experience
On his photo he looked skinny, but in person he was obese, ugly and nerdy. This happened in 2015. Ugh. I immediately blocked him and bought a new sim card.
He made me very uncomfortable, but looking back on it he probably hadn’t had much experience in dating and he came off very strong.
I matched with him on a dating app, and he invited me over for a movie. He made a salad, garlic bread, pasta, and bought brownies and served it like four course meal to me. We ended up watching tangled, and he had told me he had never seen it, but he said he wanted to set the mood and heard it was very romantic.
It made me feel like he was love bombing me, and I left after eating. My roommate ended up matching with him on tinder and he saw I was on her profile and went on about how an amazing person I was…. IDK it freaked me out at the time.
I’ve only left in the middle of a date once, and I do still feel bad about it sometimes, but the dude was such a complainer!
After he asked me out, he left it to me to pick the date/time/place and I sent him the restaurant website, which was a place I’d been to before. Not expensive to me, but I could see how it would be expensive if you’re not used to paying $25/plate for anything. He waited to the 11th hour to try to make a reservation (didn’t happen), showed up looking like he had just come from hanging out with his friends, complained about parking costs, complained about the wait time for the restaurant, complained when nothing else around the area was cheaper/had availability, and just kept talking about dive bars he and his friends went to. Tried to get me to eat at a Nando’s; which I like, but at this point I didn’t even want to share a meal with him anymore. We’d spent probably an hour together already and I was over it. I dragged him into a bar, ran to the bathroom and called my sister and begged her to call me within 10 minutes with a fake emergency and then bailed, and never spoke to him again. I just knew we were never going to be compatible when he was stressed over $10 parking costs.
I was about 21 and went on a date with a man a few times. Everything was okay and fun the first few times, the third time he took me to a film and dinner after. It was the first time we went to dinner and I was super nervous because I have a rare auto immune disorder (achalasia) and at the time, there weren’t many doctors who knew how to do the surgery I needed (my oesophagus reconstructed because I couldn’t properly swallow food and by the time I had surgery, I couldn’t even swallow water) — Anyway, they put a g-tube in me because I was malnourished. I was young and very insecure about it and that men wouldn’t like me or want to “deal” with me. So I didn’t tell him at first. I sort of pushed my food around a little on the plate and took some very small bites/later spit them into a napkin when he wasn’t looking. After I did this a few times, he said “won’t you eat more? Let’s do dessert, or get you something new” I panicked and was suddenly hyper-aware I’d have to tell him that night. I excused myself to the loo to mentally prepare the “I literally cannot eat because I’m a weirdo with a rare disease” talk. I came back to the table ready to spill and he proceeded to go on a lengthy rant, before I could get a single word out, about how he knows I have an eating disorder, which must be due to daddy issues and then told me verbatim, “it’s okay though, I can fix you, you’re worth fixing” I got up and walked out/walked home.
He brought his kids to the date, unannounced. “I hope you don’t mind, I couldn’t get a sitter.”
Of course I minded! These were toddlers, and he wasn’t watching them at all. A bystander had to wrangle one of them out of the street right in front of us, the kid had bolted and he didn’t even look until I yelled. Thank god someone was right there, it was a close call. He barely even thanked the bystander and acted like it was no big deal. Continues to ignore them. I had to pull the plug ASAP because what the actual fuck?!? We were both in our early 20’s btw. This behavior at any age is insane, but I think being young put another layer of surrealism on top of it for me.
Mine is pretty mild compared to a lot of these. But I went on a blind date with a guy I’d been messaging back in the early Craigslist days (I was 19 and really dumb- don’t judge me). I was smart enough that I always went to a local coffee shop where I was familiar with the staff and I’d tell them I was meeting up with a blind date. Anyway, this guy sits down and he’s so disheveled, he looked either hungover or like he’d just woken up. Conversation was pretty stilted, but the icing on the cake was when he took his sandals off and put his bare feet up next to me on the bench. They smelled, it was gross. I ended the conversation, which he hadn’t seemed too interested in anyway and left.
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I’ve never left, but I’ve asked them to leave. One time this guy was eating me out (it was the first time I’d met him – it was just a hook up), it was so bad (and I gave him plenty of time to try to figure out what he was doing) so i just asked him to stop and to leave. I remember when he was walking out the door he asked when he could see me again, and I said probably never. The second time, this guy I had been friends with for a while came over for the first time. He was so insistent on kissing me, it made me uncomfortable. I told him to call an uber and leave. I blocked him right after. I’m not one to stay in an uncomfortable or unpleasant situation.
I once left in the middle of a date because the skinny guy told me (in complete seriousness) that he didn’t believe in washing your hands after using the bathroom because “germs strengthen your immune system.”
Spoiler: it didn’t strengthen anything, not even my interest.
I paid my share, faked an urgent call and went straight to wash my soul. 🚪🧼😂
Wouldn’t stop staring at my chest. Uncomfortable maxxxxx.
I called him out on it but he feigned ignorance. I decided to end the date early by calling for the bill, paid my half, and walked out.
To respond to my own post: one time a guy from a dating app asked to take me out and I agreed. Key word here is “I would love to take you out to dinner” but I’m not a sit down on the first date girl so I suggested we grab food and take it to the beach. We get to the spot and he payed for himself at the counter and then motions to me to order. Idk if this is an unpopular opinion or not, but if YOU ask ME to dinner, especially saying I would love to TAKE YOU OUT I expect you to pay! So red flag one. Then the conversation was bone dry and miserable. So much so that there was a pause in the convo and he says “so…what do you think we’ll talk about next” and I just said “honestly nothing. I’m not enjoying myself I think I’m gonna go” and then left
The person (another woman actually, I’m bi) smelled like absolute doo doo ass. It was February in Canada, so not like it was excessively hot out either. If you’re going on a date pleeeease shower omg
I was at this really loud, bustling Thai restaurant, sitting across from my date… and somehow, even with all the noise, I could still hear him chewing. It was so obnoxious. I ended up making some dumb excuse and just left.
His MOM sat down and hung out with us
He got dropped off by his Mom and she ended up getting out and having lunch with us, it was so awkward and they were creepily very close with each other, holding hands and kissing each other’s cheeks and shit
Bailed on that fast.
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First date, we had shared 1 round of beers, and in the span of that drink, he became belligerent. Realised he had pregamed our date and it was just hitting him.
He also had a massive open wound on his face. And normally I’m not one to pry about illness or injury, finding it rude, but with his other behaviours, I didn’t care. His story was so ridiculously over the top that all it signalled to me was that he’s a massive drunken idiot and probably dabbled in other stuff as well.
Luckily, we were at my favourite first date spot so I knew where to leave out the back. And high-fived my favourite bartender on the way out.
He told me that I reminded him of someone. Then told me that person was dead. He had sought out a woman that looked really similar to a dead woman he’d had an affair with. And that’s not the worst part of the the story.
I asked a blind date to pull over and I got out of his car. We had gone to play mini putt, I lost, which was fine, but he kept calling me a loser. For at least an hour and a half, at every opportunity he could. It was such a turn off, I wasn’t interested in wasting the rest of my Saturday night with him, or ever seeing him again.
Whether in the middle of the date, or (more often) in online conversations before meeting, I would always end the conversation if he brought up Anime, or Kpop, or whatever else outed him as an Asian fetishist.
I’m more than my complexion and I’m nothing like their stereotypes.
I’ve never left in the middle of a date. But I have this super cool technique where whenever I make a first date with a person I don’t already know from a platonic context, I schedule it for coffee in the early evening. You head to a cute coffee shop after work, have a cappuccino and some chitchat. And oh, wait, this place closes in an hour? I didn’t realize. If it’s a good date, you go for a walk after and do something else, and if it’s a bad date you go “Oh, well, let’s set up another date for another time, it was good to meet you, bye!”
Didn’t walk out, but necked my hot coffee and said it was time to go.
When we were in the talking stage he told me he drove, had his own place (this was important cos I’d never have brought a bloke back to my house where my children lived) and told a bunch of other lies.
Met on the date and he said ‘I don’t drive, I smoke weed, I live with my mam and step dad, my mam’s really strict, I’m not even allowed a tele in my room.’ This was a bloke in his 30’s.
Then the whole time acted all arrogant as if I should be lucky to be in his presence and slumped down in his chair like a naughty kid. It was just weird, I was so embarrassed to be in public with him. Now I’m thinking he’d probably read too much red pill shite about how to treat a woman bad to keep them interested.
He was hot, tall, smart, articulate, sportive. Wow. And then out of the blue he said something like “the moon landings never happened” and then something followed about “jews” and the “north pole nazi hideouts”. DUDE. DUDE. I suddenly needed the bathroom, paid my bill, left through the backdoor of the pub.
(dont judge me) but I invited this guy who was super into me to a kink show/party. it seemed to be going well, he was also into that kind of thing. I went to the bathroom like only 10-15 mins in and came back upstairs to him spanking this other random person he knew lmao I just went back downstairs and left and just lost all interest 😂
He showed up high af on some pills after stressful day of work. I asked him if he was thinking of hurting himself and if he needed an ambulance and he said no. And I said I’m leaving goodbye
Never went on one
He asked .. can he suck my toes, and proceed to pull my chair. ( long time ago tho, I hope he’s doing well sucking toes )
I cut a date short because my date called another woman at a bar a cunt because the seat next to her was taken.
He leaned in seductively and meowed. Not joking. Like a full-on “meow 😏” with eye contact. I blinked, grabbed my purse, and moonwalked out of there.
He told me he loved me. It was our first date; we knew each other for about a week. I went to the bathroom and texted my sister to call me with an emergency.
A group of girls walks in and sits down next to us toward the end of our ~5 hour hangout. Felt like we were having a great time up until the last ~20 minutes of the date.
She pointed out a girl in that group and began raving over how attractive she was and how she wanted to talk to her to get her number. I had to use the bathroom and this was the perfect time to do so.
I go to the bathroom, come back, I sit down, they’re talking for another 30-45 seconds. Instantly turned me off and my date noticed that. She didn’t like that I was turned off, she ended up insulting me, which caused me to get up and leave and then she threw her drink on me as I was leaving.
Stay away from Carmelo’s!
Matched with a guy and we met up at one of those family cafes (think brodard). He kept calling me slut very loudly for using apps to hook up. Got up to pee and as I’m walking past he lifts my skirt and slaps my bare ass, there was a family seated next to us and they all stared. I walked out the back, called a car, then blocked him on everything. Funny thing is I would’ve let him do all that and more if he just kept his mouth shut and his hands to himself for literally an hour. Oh well
I used the sentence “I am a bit more traditional” (context of talking about dates and ONS, which I don’t do).
He heard this magical word and went into a full discourse about difference between men and women in society. The full women are fragile, motherly, men are stoic providers speech. Oh boy.
I did say “I don’t think we are a match at all”. But alas we kept talking and debating for 40 min.
But then he started his views over transsexuals. By views I mean, he was a dehumanizing fucker. I stopped the date and said “I think that’s it”
He said “is this so important to you?”, I answered “yes” (I will not tolerate intolerance).
Dude also said like 3 times how he thought he was a bit of a psychopath during the date (I shit you not).
So we walked back to our bikes, talking some more, since I will not trigger a self proclaimed psycho who doesn’t see women as equals. Bye bye. I could finally breathe.
One of my top 3 worst dates.
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This guys house was too clean. Like freaky clean. I mean no dust anywhere, every single item on his shelves were carefully and specifically placed. It was like serial killer level of tidy. It seemed super uptight to me. He had a decent collection of authentically punk vinyls, but it seemed to clash with how fucking clean his place was. And he only had vegan milk to serve with tea.
He insulted my vagina mid-bang, lol.
He seemed “off” and I couldn’t pinpoint why until he admitted he was SEVEN drinks in, even before we met up at 7:30. When I was obviously appalled, he started raising his hands up, in a measuring motion saying “why would I put you up HERE, when I don’t even know you? Why would I put you on a pedestal??” I grabbed my jacket and left and heard someone in the very small pub we were in yell “ooooooh, she’s leaving!” Which caused everyone to look up. Embarrassing for me but probably much more for him, who had to pay the tab and deal with the stares and aftermath. (Edit – typos)
He mentioned that he was going to start school to become a minister.
Don’t you dare judge me. (Though he probably did 😀)
Excessive drinking. I don’t drink, I don’t mind if other people have a drink or 2, but after 5 I’m just going to go.
Dude was about a decade older than me (I was 21) started creeping me out so I texted my fwb to come save me and he did, he met up with us at the bar and then I went home with him. Not exactly my proudest moment hahaha but looking back I was smart to do that because guy actually turned out to be a creep. I always appreciated my fwb doing that for me, he’d met the guy before and also thought he was weird.
I’ve got a few.
Our first date was just a walk in a park. He started talking loudly about how excited he was to start the police academy and stop all the BLM BS (mind you this is the week that George Floyd had just happened.) I told him I was not interested and we were not a good fit. He would not leave me alone and followed me to my car. I had to ask him to back up. My dog made sure he understood the message.
Another guy disclosed he was looking for a second wife (one stays at home, one comes on the road – he wanted to be a long haul trucker.) I wish I had thought to ask which one I was being screened for (road or home) but my mouth hung open for a solid few minutes.
The real winner – and actually a pretty horrifying story – was a high ranking air force officer in DC. We had gone on a few dates and he was intelligent and charming – or so I thought. We ended up eventually hooking up at his apartment. A few minutes in, he forced himself, using his hand to direct his dick, into my ass by accident (because he said “whoops”) then proceeded to pin me down and stay there. I couldn’t get him off and he came pretty much immediately. Then he started to act very strange physically. He actually limped around the room dragging his leg and claiming a severe battlefield injury was acting up. He acted completely incapacitated, making a show of how obviously not in control of his body he was. It was so comically clowned and acted out it reminded me of some Marx brothers slapstick. I couldn’t believe he was even trying it on. I got dressed and left. Yes, I fully understand what happened and no I didn’t bother reporting it. He and I both knew how that would go. I happened to really enjoy anal but not with a stranger and for the first time and without my consent. He did have the balls to message me and ask for another date. When I declined, he had the nerve to ask for feedback so that he would be “worthy of a woman like me.” I told him consent was a great place to start.
I think these are my top three, but by no means the only bad ones. Online dating is such a shit show.
Started the date telling me about how he was having a bad day – had just talked to his lawyer about his business. Ok no prob.
We order food and he tells me that actually the talk with the lawyer was about a SA case out of state. “No one told her to go to my hotel room.”
Literally 15 minutes into the date. I just stood up and said, “I’m gonna go.” And left.
I got home, went to block him, and he had already blocked me. Great! He messaged me a few months later asking if I wanted to meet up. (Facepalm)
He told me he believed the Bible was true
He drove to the apartment i was staying out to pick me up and told me that he packed a suitcase to stay with me overnight. Lol…. we hadnt even met or gone on a first date yet.
Unvaccinated status disclosed.
Fuck you. Asshole.
I realised it was a date. I used to work with a bunch of women who got divorced and were trying to pressure me into joining them. They decided to set me up with a guy on a ‘girls night out’ without telling me. In the middle of dinner, it finally clicked what was going on so I excused myself and rushed home to my husband, convinced he was going to be pissed because I ‘cheated’. He was the one who pointed out I’d been tricked into it so I didn’t cheat.
He told me near the end of the date that he was a recovering drug addict. Now, that’s a big reveal, but not necessarily a deal breaker if someone has been sober a long time and has their shit together in their recovery. So, I asked him how long he’d been sober.
Six weeks.
I told him he needed to focus on himself and left.
OMG, real talk… I have not been on that many dates.
But one time I did… Jesus Christ
I literally left in the middle of the conversation.
He was so ugly. Like… his photos and his actual face were from two completely different universes. I know i wasn’t nice but i just couldn’t.
I was pretty young and went on a blind date, she kept pressuring me to tell her how many women I’d been with, I tried “not that many” but not good enough, she wanted the number. So I said okay seven and she was immediately like “so what, you think I’m going to be your 8th?” Talk about committing to the bit lol. We finished dinner and I got “really tired” and that was that.
Guy was 40min late for the date and not apologetic about it. He showed up totally unkempt, I told him I need to go when I’m done eating my food that I paid for myself.
I have no tolerance for ppl who don’t respect my time
I once left in the middle of a blind date when someone I had literally met 5 minutes ago tried to order for me. They ordered a steak for themselves and a salad for me – no croutons.
Another time I saw a guy put something in my drink at the bar and I snuck out the back before he got back to our table.
I was 16. High school and all that. I went out with a guy because he kept asking and my girlfriend kept pushing.
The date was okay, but I wasn’t feeling it. I was relieved it was almost over.
Then he drove down a deserted road and stopped. I was fighting him off when he told me he wasn’t driving me home until I put out.
I got out of the car. Told him he better start running. It would take me about 30 minutes to walk home, and maybe another 30 before my daddy found him with his shotgun in tow.
Poor guy spent the next 30 minutes begging me to get back in the car so he could take me home.
He catfished me, I was too nice to point it out and leave upon seeing him. It was also in a busy af cafe and I felt put on the spot.
He was dressed in a dirty t-shirt, flip flops, greasy hair under a ball cap; I was wearing a dress from Mango and sandal mules. He also let me know then that he was partially deaf and his talking was actually LOUDER than the bustle of the cafe. He was also visibly nervous which made his laughter even more loud. I was so internally embarrassed. I sat with him for 30 min and made small talk. I went to the bathroom to freak out to my friend on the phone.
I eventually left the bathroom and said it was really nice meeting him but I had a family emergency and bounced. My people pleasing is out of control!!! Never again omg
I went on a double date with my roommate and two guys. They wouldn’t stop talking about how rich they were and how they were trust fund babies.
My roomie and I snuck out the back door lol.
“Get it together, sweetie.” – he said to a waitress.
She was rude to the staff, then told me that she didn’t believe in science.
…a guy I was on a date with started talking in a baby voice half way through, and introduced me to his inner child, who was named “Kevin”. He also (before the Kevin bit) was performing in his best Spken Word performance voice (he was part of a spoken work community).
I left. He (“Kevin”) walked me halfway home before I was able to make up enough of an excuse to go separate ways.
Ick.
Not exactly the “middle of the date”, in my opinion. In my early 20s. Our first date. I had driven myself, but he lived on the street we got dinner and drinks. After dinner we met his friends at a pub and he was pushing MULTIPLE drinks/shots on me and telling me to come to his place to meet is cute corgi dog (he knew I loved dogs). I tossed out most of the drinks, but he kept buying me them even after I told him to stop. I assumed his pushiness was just him being drunk and trying to be polite. We had even made plans to meet the following weekend for a hike.
I kept trying to leave, but he’d always find reasons to make me stay and buy me more drinks. So I left when he was in the bathroom and told his friends I was leaving but I looked forward to seeing him in a few days.
Cue to 20 minutes later he calls and texts me calling me a c*unt several times because I left and he paid for dinner (I wanted to split check) and drinks that I never asked for.
I’m glad he showed his true colors early. Blocked him and never looked back.
He was controlling, wanted to tell me what to wear (which I didn’t dismiss as a red flag at the beginning and that was on me), until he started telling me which way I should be facing and how open I should be with him already, and almost started getting annoyed to confrontational since I “didn’t seem open to him yet”. I should have walked out immediately rather than waiting a moment but didn’t and then didn’t want to date for a while as a result of the bad experience
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On his photo he looked skinny, but in person he was obese, ugly and nerdy. This happened in 2015. Ugh. I immediately blocked him and bought a new sim card.
He made me very uncomfortable, but looking back on it he probably hadn’t had much experience in dating and he came off very strong.
I matched with him on a dating app, and he invited me over for a movie. He made a salad, garlic bread, pasta, and bought brownies and served it like four course meal to me. We ended up watching tangled, and he had told me he had never seen it, but he said he wanted to set the mood and heard it was very romantic.
It made me feel like he was love bombing me, and I left after eating. My roommate ended up matching with him on tinder and he saw I was on her profile and went on about how an amazing person I was…. IDK it freaked me out at the time.
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I’ve only left in the middle of a date once, and I do still feel bad about it sometimes, but the dude was such a complainer!
After he asked me out, he left it to me to pick the date/time/place and I sent him the restaurant website, which was a place I’d been to before. Not expensive to me, but I could see how it would be expensive if you’re not used to paying $25/plate for anything. He waited to the 11th hour to try to make a reservation (didn’t happen), showed up looking like he had just come from hanging out with his friends, complained about parking costs, complained about the wait time for the restaurant, complained when nothing else around the area was cheaper/had availability, and just kept talking about dive bars he and his friends went to. Tried to get me to eat at a Nando’s; which I like, but at this point I didn’t even want to share a meal with him anymore. We’d spent probably an hour together already and I was over it. I dragged him into a bar, ran to the bathroom and called my sister and begged her to call me within 10 minutes with a fake emergency and then bailed, and never spoke to him again. I just knew we were never going to be compatible when he was stressed over $10 parking costs.
I was about 21 and went on a date with a man a few times. Everything was okay and fun the first few times, the third time he took me to a film and dinner after. It was the first time we went to dinner and I was super nervous because I have a rare auto immune disorder (achalasia) and at the time, there weren’t many doctors who knew how to do the surgery I needed (my oesophagus reconstructed because I couldn’t properly swallow food and by the time I had surgery, I couldn’t even swallow water) — Anyway, they put a g-tube in me because I was malnourished. I was young and very insecure about it and that men wouldn’t like me or want to “deal” with me. So I didn’t tell him at first. I sort of pushed my food around a little on the plate and took some very small bites/later spit them into a napkin when he wasn’t looking. After I did this a few times, he said “won’t you eat more? Let’s do dessert, or get you something new” I panicked and was suddenly hyper-aware I’d have to tell him that night. I excused myself to the loo to mentally prepare the “I literally cannot eat because I’m a weirdo with a rare disease” talk. I came back to the table ready to spill and he proceeded to go on a lengthy rant, before I could get a single word out, about how he knows I have an eating disorder, which must be due to daddy issues and then told me verbatim, “it’s okay though, I can fix you, you’re worth fixing” I got up and walked out/walked home.
He brought his kids to the date, unannounced. “I hope you don’t mind, I couldn’t get a sitter.”
Of course I minded! These were toddlers, and he wasn’t watching them at all. A bystander had to wrangle one of them out of the street right in front of us, the kid had bolted and he didn’t even look until I yelled. Thank god someone was right there, it was a close call. He barely even thanked the bystander and acted like it was no big deal. Continues to ignore them. I had to pull the plug ASAP because what the actual fuck?!? We were both in our early 20’s btw. This behavior at any age is insane, but I think being young put another layer of surrealism on top of it for me.
Mine is pretty mild compared to a lot of these. But I went on a blind date with a guy I’d been messaging back in the early Craigslist days (I was 19 and really dumb- don’t judge me). I was smart enough that I always went to a local coffee shop where I was familiar with the staff and I’d tell them I was meeting up with a blind date. Anyway, this guy sits down and he’s so disheveled, he looked either hungover or like he’d just woken up. Conversation was pretty stilted, but the icing on the cake was when he took his sandals off and put his bare feet up next to me on the bench. They smelled, it was gross. I ended the conversation, which he hadn’t seemed too interested in anyway and left.
My boss isn’t shy telling the story about the time her date took it out.