I met a lady on eharmony went through all the steps bla bla bla. We went to dinner everything seemed nice,so I asked her for drinks. We go to a small dive bar. ( the type of place you can get drinks and talk)
So we sit down i order a bud light, she orders a water. The first thing is tells me is shes pregnant with triplets. This took me by surprise. I tried make some conversation but I’m sure it wasn’t very good. (I was not opposed to dating women with children)
I tell her that was a big bomb to drop and I need to process. We leave. When i try to call her back it just goes to voice mail.Later that day i get a text that she couldn’t date right now.
Several years later I go on a blind double date .(My friend his girlfriend and her friend) My date was running late, so we got a table and ordered drinks. Guess who shows up?
Sorry my phone died.And i got sucked into that Haunted Hill show on nertflix
It was the same lady from years ago. It was a total disaster. She didn’t recognize me , but i recognized her. (Its not everyday that you get told your date is pregnant with triplets) Since i didn’t want to cause trouble with my friend and his woman, I didn’t say anything. When dinner was over they decided that we should go for a walk. I tried to get out of it, but no dice. While we were walking she tells me again that she is pregnant with triplets.
So finally my bullcrap meter filled up. I tell her thats so crazy, you must be the first women in history to have two sets of triplets. Her mouth drops, after a few seconds she tells me that some guys are into dating pregnant women.They apparently take care of everything
When I was 16, one of the hottest football players at school called and asked me out (he was also a friend). I said yes. On the night of the date, he showed up, came to the door, spoke with my parents, etc. We went out to the car and his date was sitting in the front seat and my “date” was sitting in back.
POS. I never was friends with him again.
When my uncle was in HS (this was in the late 1930’s), he was dating two of his classmates at the same time, and trying to keep it all secret.
They must have found out. One day one of them called him and said she was coming over to pick him up. Be waiting outside. (She had borrowed her parents’ car.)
(they were all about 16 years old.)
She drove into his driveway, with my uncle standing waiting on the porch.
He came over to the car, and realized the other girl he was seeing was sitting on the driver’s side of the back seat.
The two of the said, in chorus, “Get in.”
I never heard which one he sat next to. I think he apologized profoundly to both, and that neither relationship went much further than that.
Of course, the story was all over the school the next day.
I was in a not great part of my life. Was super depressed. I agreed to meet a guy I’d talked with for a few weeks online. He came to pick me up at work to hang out on my lunch break. He shows up early. Tells me I’m cute and smell nice. He goes and waits in the car. I go out, we drive off. We find a place to sit and chat. We start making out. I’m starved for attention and he was pretty cute. He stunk like cigarettes though.
Next thing I know, he bites my neck. Not a cute little nibble, he fucking chomps down around my jugular probably as hard as he can. I’m mortified and it really fucking hurts. I’m grabbing his arm and squeezing it as hard as I can. He doesn’t let go. Maybe he thought I was into it? I tell him to stop, that it fucking hurts. Only then does he let up. He was clueless.
I was terrified to go back to work. I tend to bruise really easily. Miraculously, no bruise. I couldn’t turn my head for four days though.
@aetris well, I did go on a few first dates, but the rest was mostly fairly normal. There was one guy that was so hung up on his ex that I told him we could be friends, since he was looking for friends as well. He had been in a motorcycle accident and he said that he was brain damaged and that was a big reason they didn’t stay together. He seemed mostly normal. He just had a bit of a stutter. He told me he wanted to be friends. I met his daughter. Helped him with some home repair. Hung out at a beach. Then he wanted to make out. Then he cried about his ex. It was bizarre. (This was over a couple of meetings.) I was thrown for a loop.
The biter sent me a friend request around a year later on Facebook. That was awkward.
@RiotDemon do you think he was hoping you two would go out for a bite to eat and when he realized that wasn’t going to happen, he decided to improvise?
Return with me now to those thrilling days of yesteryear.
I had a classmate who used to throw pool parties at his parents house - many years AFTER we graduated, because of course they still had the pool. Anyway. There was this young woman there and she was trying to force her dog into the pool to teach it to swim, and I was like, “My GOD how crass, it’s not even her pool, there are children here,” etc. The next thing is, she’s talking about how she was doing some internship at the zoo and saw two rhinoceroses doing it, and did a picture. And I look at it and see it’s a straight ripoff of Albrecht Duerer’s famous rhinoceros print, and I’m, like, GAWD!
So the party winds down and I am of course leaving alone, and my friend asks me to help him pick up some stuff in South Philly the following day, which I guess must’ve been a Sunday. Of course I say yes, having nothing better to do with my life.
The following day we’re at some guy’s rowhouse and while he and my friend are doing something, his wife starts talking to me, am I seeing anybody? No? Oh, has she got a friend for me. She’ll call me back after talking to her friend.
After my friend and I finish up my reward is he takes me to this macriobiotic place there used to be in Rockledge and who is there but pool-party girl (we’ll refer to her as PPG going forward.) Oh, I’m into art? Oh she’s just fascinated by me - and suddenly, I forget all that stuff about her being “crass”. She’s planning a trip to West Virginia in a few weeks, maybe I’d be interested in
coming along? Let’s get together and discuss it.
Well wow. I had been going through a dry spell since college, and suddenly I’m the hottest thing going! WfSP (Wife from South Philly) calls me back a little later that night, how’s about dinner that coming Wednesday with her friend at a place on South Street? Sounds good to me.
Later, maybe the following night, PPG calls me back, when can we get together? I say any night but Wednesday as I have a date that night. “Oh that’s too bad,” she tells me, “I was hoping we could sleep together that night.”
OH! WELL! It’s just a blind date, probably won’t be anything, perhaps I can drop by later?
Perhaps, as long as it’s not past 9:00.
So Wednesday rolls around and I am primed for the shortest blind date EVER. Though the datee turns out to be kind of nice though with a LOT of complaints, she’s a divorcee with a young daughter, her ex is a cokehead, she’s a small-time journalist and they pay nothing and the competition for any decent job is insane, someone cheated her out of her relative’s rowhome, etc etc. Finally the evening comes to a close, I get the check, sorry I have to go I have a prior engagement, I HOPE I didn’t promise to call her…
Soon I am in NORTH Philly at rowhome of PPG. Sleep with her? Oh did I think she meant THAT? No no, she meant LITERALLY sleep, if we’re going to W VA together it’ll be close quarters, she wants to be sure I’m not a snorer or something.
So we get into bed together. I don’t remember what I wore to sleep in. But I remember what SHE was wearing - a sheer chiffon babydoll that only went down to her upper thighs. And the bed we got into was a water bed. So let’s just say there was no snoring THAT night!
That relationship, based on shared interests and a sense of adventure, lasted about six months. And a year or so after it ended I was over at the home of pool-party friend, and who should I meet but WfSP! How was she doing? Say, whatever happened to BDD (Blind Date Divorcee)? I felt bad about her. Did she ever find someone?
Why yes she did. She found WfSP’s husband, and they were now living together, “as happy as pigs in shit.”
Though maybe that doesn’t really qualify as an “awkward date story”?
Soon I am in NORTH Philly at rowhome of PPG. Sleep with her? Oh did I think she meant THAT? No no, she meant LITERALLY sleep, if we’re going to W VA together it’ll be close quarters, she wants to be sure I’m not a snorer or something.
Date horror stories…mostly from trying to meet a sane person in this metropolis of strangers…these numbers only reflect the different stories not same person.
#1. Meets at McDonald’s ( so our kiddos can play in the playland while we talk) first after talking a day or so online, and wants to know if I will go with him to JC Penny’s across the street to help him pick out a nice outfit for his kids’ mother for mother’s day. That’s a big Hell NO!
#2. Meet and greet at spicy Mexican food place. Not only does date brag about how hot he likes his Mexican food, he then dips his napkin into my water to wipe his forehead. Yuck!
#3. Meet date for drinks at bar. Lots of young ball players from Texas in town. I go to ladies room for a brief moment, to check my phone, come out and date is sitting in a booth, having an intense conversation with ball players. No room for me.
#4. Creepy dude follows me home unbeknownst to me…from public event we met up at. I didn’t know this but my neighbor tells me motorcycle guy ( creepy dude) was sitting on his bike on my driveway for hours…but never came to the door.
#5 Friend sets me up with blind date, " he’s a cowboy". Oh. Ok. Wants to go to monster truck jam for date. I wear earplugs. I have no idea what he’s saying cause it’s loud, cold, and crowded. I think he’s asking me if I want a beer, so I shake my head and say no, but he’s really saying, do you want to get out of here? Lol
This girl and I agree to go to a date to Mod Pizza. Yeah yeah it’s nothing fancy but it’s a first date and I can’t stand going to the movies. She tells me straight up “I don’t want to hook up.” Well… Right after that she comes back to my place and she wants to screw. It’s like… Can you please just be honest with your intentions?
@reclaimercube There’s a small local chain (around Philly) called Snap that’s absolutely amazing. I’m not a fan of Mod’s crust at all. It’s like a giant cracker. This is the Mexique. Soooooo good!
@lisaviolet Maybe he thought you going to “freshen up” meant you would return without your clothes and he didn’t want to be rude by still being clothed when you got back…
Back in highschool, I had just started seeing a freshman girl. It was one of those things where we only saw each other at school, work, and her parent’s house. I had a car and she didn’t. It was so early in the relationship and since we never had a chance just to be alone, I thought it would be nice to drive to the lake and just be alone to talk. Her folks were aware of the excursion and everybody was cool with it. We get there and park in an empty gravel lot overlooking the water. Conversation was going fine. I had ZERO intention of making any moves at this point. It was too early and we were too young for all that. Well, it wasn’t long before a park ranger pulled up. He gives some story about a missing girl in the area and he was checking to make sure everything was ok. He eluded to something like we should keep our clothes on in a public area… (we were fully clothed) Well, that was pretty weird and we decided to head back to her home soon after.
We dated for 2 years or so (long time in high school years) and at some point she revealed to me she was actually relieved the park ranger showed up that night because she was worried I was going to assault her or even murder her since the spot we went to was pretty secluded. Here I thought it was a romantic spot to chill and get to know each other better and she’s fretting for her life. I was clueless. In retrospect, perhaps a cafe or some other public place would have been a better location for one of our first dates.
Ironically, when we broke up, she said I was too protective of her. Which I suppose was true…I couldn’t trust those freshmen boys who were her “friends”. I knew their real intentions… Alas, she broke my heart, but it was for the best. I was definitely less “controlling” after that and I found my true love in college.
I just remembered that the park ranger pulled up behind us and waited for what seemed like a long time before approaching the car. I guess he was giving us a chance to get dressed if we needed to? Super awkward for a first date, though.
Never get naked on a first date. If it happens it means someone is desperate and the relationship will get sticky… one way or another.
A first date should always be something like a craft show or an art exhibit, you want to be spending as much time as you like face-to-face talking with your date, but with some possible distractions and an escape route. Restaurants are OK depending on your table manners.
So I went on this date with a man I had met on AOL named Jim…I made sure I met him there at a seafood chain The Weathervane. It was not a good date (mid nineties) and all hands, no was not in his vocabulary. I don’t know if he’s still the same way…
Here’s the bizarre part, a few years later 9/11 happened and I recognized the last name of the pilot from flight 11, and he even came from the same town as Jim…I was hoping for coincidence until I saw Jim standing in full uniform speaking.
Not really a horror date story although the date itself was…more of you never know who you’ll cross paths with. It’s kinda weird seeing him on tv every September as the date was that bad…totally blew my mind on 9/11 when I heard the name and town…
@kathleen1966 Trying to reconcile this. Was your date Jim the brother of the pilot John that was killed? Your story kind of makes it sound like the pilot’s name was Jim.
@cinoclav I should have worded “when i saw Jim speaking”, it was his brother and Jim was speaking in D.C. and many remembrances that were televised. Apologies for the mistake…
You first.
@sammydog01 I don’t have any. Call it a side effect of being awesome.
We’re not your awkward date army.
@therealjrn haha, but that makes me think there is probably a book with a collection of them. And I just bought a kindle! Thanks for the idea!
@elimanningface @therealjrn This one sounds good-
https://www.amazon.com/Field-Guide-Awkward-Silences-ebook/dp/B00OQS4HMO/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1541300027&sr=1-1
@elimanningface @therealjrn Not a book but I accidentally started listening to a radio station in Tulsa. They do a segment called “second date”- someone calls in after being ghosted on a first date. The djs call the ghoster and try to convince them to go on a second date. It’s incredibly funny.
https://m.k95tulsa.com/entertainment/cashandbradley-secon/ODz7nBSCVhxCNCigMa48HN/
@sammydog01 bookmarked!
(Cake playing on the radio)
Me: Do you like Cake?
Her: Not really. I like brownies.
Me: …Ok. Cool.
Days later, I made brownies and brought them to her dorm. Years later, we got married.
@medz
/giphy aww!
@medz @sammydog01 in agreement, that was nice.
@medz Don’t bury the lead. Did you explain the thing?
@Targaryen much later, yes. Though she doesn’t like the band Cake either.
@Targaryen Don’t tell @mike808 you said lead instead of lede.
@Targaryen @therealjrn He didn’t. You did.
Hmm. Who to blame for such a fuax pas?
/giphy faux pas
Here’s the thread for your erudition.
linky
Come to think of it, I bet @mike808 has a few bad date stories.
@therealjrn I once got some Medjools and they were slimy.
/giphy rimshot
@mike808 @therealjrn what are medjools?
/image medjools
@elimanningface dates. Delicious ones.
I met a lady on eharmony went through all the steps bla bla bla. We went to dinner everything seemed nice,so I asked her for drinks. We go to a small dive bar. ( the type of place you can get drinks and talk)
So we sit down i order a bud light, she orders a water. The first thing is tells me is shes pregnant with triplets. This took me by surprise. I tried make some conversation but I’m sure it wasn’t very good. (I was not opposed to dating women with children)
I tell her that was a big bomb to drop and I need to process. We leave. When i try to call her back it just goes to voice mail.Later that day i get a text that she couldn’t date right now.
Several years later I go on a blind double date .(My friend his girlfriend and her friend) My date was running late, so we got a table and ordered drinks. Guess who shows up?
@joebuddah … and then… ?
@joebuddah Yes, and then …? Sounds like its really cute or a total train wreck.
@joebuddah I know - the triplets!
Sorry my phone died.And i got sucked into that Haunted Hill show on nertflix
It was the same lady from years ago. It was a total disaster. She didn’t recognize me , but i recognized her. (Its not everyday that you get told your date is pregnant with triplets) Since i didn’t want to cause trouble with my friend and his woman, I didn’t say anything. When dinner was over they decided that we should go for a walk. I tried to get out of it, but no dice. While we were walking she tells me again that she is pregnant with triplets.
So finally my bullcrap meter filled up. I tell her thats so crazy, you must be the first women in history to have two sets of triplets. Her mouth drops, after a few seconds she tells me that some guys are into dating pregnant women.They apparently take care of everything
@joebuddah wtf. Twisted.
I’d imagine more guys would run away at the thought of dating someone pregnant, nevertheless with triplets.
@joebuddah @RiotDemon I would like to know her success rate.
@joebuddah wait, I want to know how many children does she have. Did you ever find out?
@elimanningface @joebuddah And is it a multiple of 3?
@joebuddah Did your friend’s date know that she liked to use that line on guys? Did his date tell him she was having quadruplets?
When I was 16, one of the hottest football players at school called and asked me out (he was also a friend). I said yes. On the night of the date, he showed up, came to the door, spoke with my parents, etc. We went out to the car and his date was sitting in the front seat and my “date” was sitting in back.
POS. I never was friends with him again.
@lseeber that’s fucking harsh. Did you end up going on the date? What did you say to your shitty “friend”?
@RiotDemon I did go. I was taken aback so much I was just stunned and the guy seemed nice, just really not my type. I said nothing to him. ever again.
@lseeber some people are living in a different dimension, I am convinced.
@lseeber
When my uncle was in HS (this was in the late 1930’s), he was dating two of his classmates at the same time, and trying to keep it all secret.
They must have found out. One day one of them called him and said she was coming over to pick him up. Be waiting outside. (She had borrowed her parents’ car.)
(they were all about 16 years old.)
She drove into his driveway, with my uncle standing waiting on the porch.
He came over to the car, and realized the other girl he was seeing was sitting on the driver’s side of the back seat.
The two of the said, in chorus, “Get in.”
I never heard which one he sat next to. I think he apologized profoundly to both, and that neither relationship went much further than that.
Of course, the story was all over the school the next day.
He said he never tried that again. Hmmm.
@f00l heh… If I were him, I woulda run and NOT got in the car.
@f00l @lseeber I would’ve gotten in the car and hoped for the best case scenario.
@cinoclav @f00l hahaha… hope springs eternal, eh? And I’m sure you mean the VERY best case senario.
I was in a not great part of my life. Was super depressed. I agreed to meet a guy I’d talked with for a few weeks online. He came to pick me up at work to hang out on my lunch break. He shows up early. Tells me I’m cute and smell nice. He goes and waits in the car. I go out, we drive off. We find a place to sit and chat. We start making out. I’m starved for attention and he was pretty cute. He stunk like cigarettes though.
Next thing I know, he bites my neck. Not a cute little nibble, he fucking chomps down around my jugular probably as hard as he can. I’m mortified and it really fucking hurts. I’m grabbing his arm and squeezing it as hard as I can. He doesn’t let go. Maybe he thought I was into it? I tell him to stop, that it fucking hurts. Only then does he let up. He was clueless.
I was terrified to go back to work. I tend to bruise really easily. Miraculously, no bruise. I couldn’t turn my head for four days though.
Worst first date ever.
Er - first date?!?
@aetris yes? We had talked for weeks, but this was the first time we met.
@RiotDemon - Ah, OK. It sounded for a moment as if it was first in a series, or something.
@aetris well, I did go on a few first dates, but the rest was mostly fairly normal. There was one guy that was so hung up on his ex that I told him we could be friends, since he was looking for friends as well. He had been in a motorcycle accident and he said that he was brain damaged and that was a big reason they didn’t stay together. He seemed mostly normal. He just had a bit of a stutter. He told me he wanted to be friends. I met his daughter. Helped him with some home repair. Hung out at a beach. Then he wanted to make out. Then he cried about his ex. It was bizarre. (This was over a couple of meetings.) I was thrown for a loop.
The biter sent me a friend request around a year later on Facebook. That was awkward.
@RiotDemon do you think he was hoping you two would go out for a bite to eat and when he realized that wasn’t going to happen, he decided to improvise?
@elimanningface @RiotDemon
Maybe he was rehearsing to audition for an extra on that utterly forgettable vampire show on CW?
@elimanningface @mike808 he forgot to sharpen his fangs.
Return with me now to those thrilling days of yesteryear.
I had a classmate who used to throw pool parties at his parents house - many years AFTER we graduated, because of course they still had the pool. Anyway. There was this young woman there and she was trying to force her dog into the pool to teach it to swim, and I was like, “My GOD how crass, it’s not even her pool, there are children here,” etc. The next thing is, she’s talking about how she was doing some internship at the zoo and saw two rhinoceroses doing it, and did a picture. And I look at it and see it’s a straight ripoff of Albrecht Duerer’s famous rhinoceros print, and I’m, like, GAWD!
So the party winds down and I am of course leaving alone, and my friend asks me to help him pick up some stuff in South Philly the following day, which I guess must’ve been a Sunday. Of course I say yes, having nothing better to do with my life.
The following day we’re at some guy’s rowhouse and while he and my friend are doing something, his wife starts talking to me, am I seeing anybody? No? Oh, has she got a friend for me. She’ll call me back after talking to her friend.
After my friend and I finish up my reward is he takes me to this macriobiotic place there used to be in Rockledge and who is there but pool-party girl (we’ll refer to her as PPG going forward.) Oh, I’m into art? Oh she’s just fascinated by me - and suddenly, I forget all that stuff about her being “crass”. She’s planning a trip to West Virginia in a few weeks, maybe I’d be interested in
coming along? Let’s get together and discuss it.
Well wow. I had been going through a dry spell since college, and suddenly I’m the hottest thing going! WfSP (Wife from South Philly) calls me back a little later that night, how’s about dinner that coming Wednesday with her friend at a place on South Street? Sounds good to me.
Later, maybe the following night, PPG calls me back, when can we get together? I say any night but Wednesday as I have a date that night. “Oh that’s too bad,” she tells me, “I was hoping we could sleep together that night.”
OH! WELL! It’s just a blind date, probably won’t be anything, perhaps I can drop by later?
Perhaps, as long as it’s not past 9:00.
So Wednesday rolls around and I am primed for the shortest blind date EVER. Though the datee turns out to be kind of nice though with a LOT of complaints, she’s a divorcee with a young daughter, her ex is a cokehead, she’s a small-time journalist and they pay nothing and the competition for any decent job is insane, someone cheated her out of her relative’s rowhome, etc etc. Finally the evening comes to a close, I get the check, sorry I have to go I have a prior engagement, I HOPE I didn’t promise to call her…
Soon I am in NORTH Philly at rowhome of PPG. Sleep with her? Oh did I think she meant THAT? No no, she meant LITERALLY sleep, if we’re going to W VA together it’ll be close quarters, she wants to be sure I’m not a snorer or something.
So we get into bed together. I don’t remember what I wore to sleep in. But I remember what SHE was wearing - a sheer chiffon babydoll that only went down to her upper thighs. And the bed we got into was a water bed. So let’s just say there was no snoring THAT night!
That relationship, based on shared interests and a sense of adventure, lasted about six months. And a year or so after it ended I was over at the home of pool-party friend, and who should I meet but WfSP! How was she doing? Say, whatever happened to BDD (Blind Date Divorcee)? I felt bad about her. Did she ever find someone?
Why yes she did. She found WfSP’s husband, and they were now living together, “as happy as pigs in shit.”
Though maybe that doesn’t really qualify as an “awkward date story”?
@aetris
/giphy emotional rollercoaster
@aetris
@aetris @elimanningface
/image Albrecht Duerer’s famous rhinoceros print
@aetris Now I need to know what restaurant it was on South Street. Nola?
@cinoclav - Hem! I was young and penny-less-ish; it was Alyan’s.
Also above I said Ma’s was in Rockledge - I meant to say Roxborough.
@aetris That place has been around forever!
At the time no i don’t think she had any kids. But this was nearly 10 yrs ago
Date horror stories…mostly from trying to meet a sane person in this metropolis of strangers…these numbers only reflect the different stories not same person.
#1. Meets at McDonald’s ( so our kiddos can play in the playland while we talk) first after talking a day or so online, and wants to know if I will go with him to JC Penny’s across the street to help him pick out a nice outfit for his kids’ mother for mother’s day. That’s a big Hell NO!
#2. Meet and greet at spicy Mexican food place. Not only does date brag about how hot he likes his Mexican food, he then dips his napkin into my water to wipe his forehead. Yuck!
#3. Meet date for drinks at bar. Lots of young ball players from Texas in town. I go to ladies room for a brief moment, to check my phone, come out and date is sitting in a booth, having an intense conversation with ball players. No room for me.
#4. Creepy dude follows me home unbeknownst to me…from public event we met up at. I didn’t know this but my neighbor tells me motorcycle guy ( creepy dude) was sitting on his bike on my driveway for hours…but never came to the door.
#5 Friend sets me up with blind date, " he’s a cowboy". Oh. Ok. Wants to go to monster truck jam for date. I wear earplugs. I have no idea what he’s saying cause it’s loud, cold, and crowded. I think he’s asking me if I want a beer, so I shake my head and say no, but he’s really saying, do you want to get out of here? Lol
@AZnatural1 You couldn’t expect me to leave my motorcycle just sitting out there could you? You could have invited us in you know.
@therealjrn - for a wipe of water?
How about Tinder horror stories?
This girl and I agree to go to a date to Mod Pizza. Yeah yeah it’s nothing fancy but it’s a first date and I can’t stand going to the movies. She tells me straight up “I don’t want to hook up.” Well… Right after that she comes back to my place and she wants to screw. It’s like… Can you please just be honest with your intentions?
@reclaimercube The only horror part of this story may be Mod Pizza. I’ve not had particularly good experiences there.
@cinoclav whaaaat! I love Mod!
@reclaimercube Mabye it was a test that you passed. Or maybe she changed her mind. Not ideal, but it sounds like it worked out for you ok.
@reclaimercube There’s a small local chain (around Philly) called Snap that’s absolutely amazing. I’m not a fan of Mod’s crust at all. It’s like a giant cracker. This is the Mexique. Soooooo good!
“All Natural Chicken, BBQ Sauce, Caramelized Red Onions, Poblano Peppers, Shredded Mozzarella, Cilantro Lime Crema”
@cinoclav great sounds like a date. Look at us and our mehtchmaking
It was raining hard in Frisco. I needed one more fare to make my night…
Back in my twenties, I went out with a friend of my ex. We went to dinner, then back to my place.
I went to the bathroom and when I walked back into the living room, he’d taken all of his clothes off. He was naked.
Uh…he apologized, got dressed and left.
That was awkward.
@lisaviolet Maybe he thought you going to “freshen up” meant you would return without your clothes and he didn’t want to be rude by still being clothed when you got back…
That guy watched too much How I Met Your Mother
@joebuddah I remember that episode! But this was back in the 80s, so I’m pretty sure that wasn’t it.
Back in highschool, I had just started seeing a freshman girl. It was one of those things where we only saw each other at school, work, and her parent’s house. I had a car and she didn’t. It was so early in the relationship and since we never had a chance just to be alone, I thought it would be nice to drive to the lake and just be alone to talk. Her folks were aware of the excursion and everybody was cool with it. We get there and park in an empty gravel lot overlooking the water. Conversation was going fine. I had ZERO intention of making any moves at this point. It was too early and we were too young for all that. Well, it wasn’t long before a park ranger pulled up. He gives some story about a missing girl in the area and he was checking to make sure everything was ok. He eluded to something like we should keep our clothes on in a public area… (we were fully clothed) Well, that was pretty weird and we decided to head back to her home soon after.
We dated for 2 years or so (long time in high school years) and at some point she revealed to me she was actually relieved the park ranger showed up that night because she was worried I was going to assault her or even murder her since the spot we went to was pretty secluded. Here I thought it was a romantic spot to chill and get to know each other better and she’s fretting for her life. I was clueless. In retrospect, perhaps a cafe or some other public place would have been a better location for one of our first dates.
Ironically, when we broke up, she said I was too protective of her. Which I suppose was true…I couldn’t trust those freshmen boys who were her “friends”. I knew their real intentions… Alas, she broke my heart, but it was for the best. I was definitely less “controlling” after that and I found my true love in college.
I just remembered that the park ranger pulled up behind us and waited for what seemed like a long time before approaching the car. I guess he was giving us a chance to get dressed if we needed to? Super awkward for a first date, though.
My two cents:
Never get naked on a first date. If it happens it means someone is desperate and the relationship will get sticky… one way or another.
A first date should always be something like a craft show or an art exhibit, you want to be spending as much time as you like face-to-face talking with your date, but with some possible distractions and an escape route. Restaurants are OK depending on your table manners.
@medz Awww. That’s a good story.
So I went on this date with a man I had met on AOL named Jim…I made sure I met him there at a seafood chain The Weathervane. It was not a good date (mid nineties) and all hands, no was not in his vocabulary. I don’t know if he’s still the same way…
Here’s the bizarre part, a few years later 9/11 happened and I recognized the last name of the pilot from flight 11, and he even came from the same town as Jim…I was hoping for coincidence until I saw Jim standing in full uniform speaking.
Not really a horror date story although the date itself was…more of you never know who you’ll cross paths with. It’s kinda weird seeing him on tv every September as the date was that bad…totally blew my mind on 9/11 when I heard the name and town…
@kathleen1966 Trying to reconcile this. Was your date Jim the brother of the pilot John that was killed? Your story kind of makes it sound like the pilot’s name was Jim.
@cinoclav I should have worded “when i saw Jim speaking”, it was his brother and Jim was speaking in D.C. and many remembrances that were televised. Apologies for the mistake…
@cinoclav oh and yes he was the brother of the pilot