Friend set us up. He spent the date humble bragging. I cut things short. He stalked me for like 4-5 months until I humiliated him at a party.

First (and only) date with a girl I knew in Atlanta, we went and saw Thor (the first one) at a movie theatre where her ex was apparently the manager. Strike one. Strike two was when we were in the car and I was about to drive her home when she blurts out, “So, should I like blow you now, or whatever...?” Uh, WHAT?! I…

Ok, not sure if this counts, as I was not actually on the date. But I was the matchmaker- well in collaboration with my dad.

I met a guy through some friends. We were vibing hard until a friend we were with made some little joke that made light of the fact that I’m Jewish. He turned cold and said “Your Jewish? Like... how Jewish?” I responded “Jewish enough.” Turns out he used to run with skinheads and had neo-nazi tattoos. I think it was…

Forgive me for laughing; what an appalling date.

15 minutes into the movie she excused herself and came back with her “friend.” After she started making out with him I walked out and drove away. Her frantic text messages were the icing on the cake, since she had no way to get home again now because his mom had dropped him off.

So it’s nice when people on Tinder come up with a funny intro instead of

After my divorce I worked as a manager in a small store with 3 women working for me. We had a female customer who seemed to hit it off with me, and eventually we agreed we would go out. She knew I had given up the car in the divorce and hadn’t replaced it, so she agreed to pick me up. We went to a local pool hall,…

OK. I have read all of these accounts. I don’t think that the tradition Halloween Scary Stories are necessary now. This is the real (terrifying) shit.

Met a guy at a play - we were both there alone, started chatting, he was very charming and handsome and good at flirting. He asked for my number, and we made a plan to have drinks a few days later.

Not a first date, because we were kids that mostly hung around the hockey rink and got high and smoked cigarettes. I kinda liked-liked him, though. He said he wanted me to come to his house for dinner, meet the parents, so it kind of was an official ‘date’ activity, I guess.

An awkward moment in an otherwise good first date:

A server at a restaurant I worked at (in the kitchen) asked me out. Nice enough guy. Went to his place, started watching SE7EN, he started talking about religion, then *turned off the movie* and proceeded to try and give witness. I left.

Met up with a girl fat her place for a Friday night first date after a while of back and forth via a dating website. She was still doing her hair, so I hung out in the front room and we chatted each other up as her preparations would allow. Ignoring the fact we were strangers and she had me meet her at her home,…

Met X through my roommates. The date with X was a bit of a bust b/c I wasn’t very into him. However, as he was about to head home on his bike, there was a ferocious storm that ended up lasting all night. X stayed over in my bedroom but there was basically no action—maybe a bit of kissing. Apparently, the 4 yr old…

Bad tinder date: Guy did not tell me he was legally blind (not important but is relevant to this next part), so, as a result, he informed he needed to sit VERY close to my face so he could see me WHILE HE HAD THE FLU. So here is this guy, sitting intentionally close to my face, while he has the plague, coughing and…

I like listening to this in Seattle

I was a waitress at a local diner that worked late nights. Every fool that had stumbled out of a bar at closing time would show up and decide that they were somehow going to take me home.

Back in 1988 or so when almost no one had a computer, my dad bought a 1200 baud modem and taught me how to dial into a BBS. I quickly got to chatting with a bunch of people and decided to meet a guy “Derek” a few years older than me (I was 16? He was ... 20. Yikes.) I made some joke about him knowing me by the “flower…

I asked him what he did for work. He said he was currently “writing a book”. I asked him what it was about. And then he described the plot of serial set in the city we were in. Down to the details about being contacted by a family friend.