I had date with a girl (she asked me out) who was more interested in her telephone than anythıng else. After some five minutes her friend came to the same table to sit with us and İ think they started to send text messages for each others. All the attemps to talk died pretty fast...lucky me there was beer available .
Sorry, has no time for date....I am obsolete already.
I used to work at K-Mart and I asked this attractive new girl from work, Kim, out and she turned me down. I didn't realize that my friend, John from sporting goods, beat me to her. But Kim asked if I'd be interested in taking her older sister, Trisha, out since she was new in town. Kim said that we can join her and John for a double date. I said okay. I talked to John and he hasn't met Kim's older sister yet, but he did tell me that Kim has two older sisters and one was really hot. Kim is very attractive and I actually looked forward to this blind date. John picked me up the following Friday night and we went to pick up our dates. Kim answered the door and invited us inside because Trisha was a little late in getting ready. When Trisha appeared, I thought there was a mistake. She looked nothing like Kim. Kim was tall, all the curves in the right place and blonde. Trisha was a short stick, with buck teeth, no ass, and her hair looked like clumps of pubic hair glued to her head. I though maybe she has an awesome personality. Wrong! She was annoying. During our date, all she talked about was her ex-boyfriends and her stupid job at McDonalds. That was the worst date I’ve been on.
It's not too late, the hubby can still take you out on dates!
I never dated before I got into a committed relationship with my now ex-husband, and he never took me on dates...and my current husband has never taken me on a bad date, so no help there .
hubby doesnt believe in dates. the whole milk for free thing.....
Well pffffft to him (virtual raspberries) . Would he go if you arranged a date? Sometimes that can be a good way to get the ball rolling, my husband and I switch off now...if it's been a while for a date, whichever of us notices first asks the other out .
nope. its all his money. im grumpy, so dont get me wrong...i love him tons...but would like a 'date'....
Ah, gotcha...that was often a problem with my ex, I didn't have money very often and whenever I did he thought I should pay half of the bills, even though I stayed home with our son full-time and he made 3-4 times more than I did. Kind of twerked me off when he would turn around and drop $100 on ribs and drinks for a barbecue at his friends' house, but never could seem to pay $30-$50 to take me out to dinner or something...cheap date here, the family diner is just fine! Just not McDonald's or Taco John's...those are a couple of the places he actually would take me.
The worst date was with myself.
I was self centered(all I talked about was me)
I ordered from the expensive side of the menu(who cared?I was paying the tab)
I kept flirting(right in front of me)
At the end of the night I didn't even put out to me(some excuse about having a Head ache)
Roses are red
violets are blue
I'm a schizophrenic
and so am I...
For those who don't know us
this is our twisted sense of humor:)
levels of insanity
talking to oneself
fighting with oneslef
loosing fight with oneself
no longer on speaking terms with oneself
A pretty Southern girl asked me to lunch, ordered the food, ate it, and tried to stick me with the bill. As she was about to go off to do her own thing, I made her pay for half and never dated her again. Later I found out she was engaged to some other guy.
She was a female player, but didn't realize that I was just as cheap as her!
well, i get motion sick pretty easily. when i was a teenager there was this really cute boy that i loved anyway he took me to the State Fair and he of course wanted to go on the rides so i went on the Ferris Wheel, which was fine, and the people mover, still, fine, and the roller coaster, which was fine, then we went on this ride called the Paratrooper. what it was was these chairs that seated two people each, and they hung from these longish steel stems, so they rocked back and forth, then they were each suspended from what looked like a giant helicopter blade and they spun and went up and down as the ride progressed, in addition to spinning around in circles. i was fine until the ride stopped and i stepped off, then the world started spinning and i threw up right in front of him. i was so embarrassed but he wasn't mad at all. still though that made it the worst date i ever had. well that night we went on the ferris wheel again and it was all lit up with colored lights and we had fun sitting at the top so i guess it wasn't all that bad
It was a set up from the start...he emails my friend photos of himself. Hot stuff! I drive all the way to the US from Canada to meet him at the town's big restaurant. Holding his photo in hand, I cruise through the bar and the restaurant looking for him. He's green eyed, dark blonde, physically fit, young and just HOT. First pass through, I didn't spot him. Or the second. Or the third. The hostess didn't recognize anyone she seated to resemble him. Luckily (or not), I told him before I left what I was wearing and to look out for me in case I missed him. He approaches me, extending his hand and introduces himself. My jaw must have dropped to the ground -- he wasn't anything like his photo. Let's just say, he photoshopped himself with pieces of other guys...end of date..long drive home.
we went to a beach and it was freezing, he brought some wine and cheese, fruit... it was so cold and windy, it was not enjoyable. he kept saying, isn't this nice.... then he wanted to go for ice cream but I was too cold and suggested something hot to drink~
on the way there he was asking about a recent trip I had taken to Paris, and he was amazed that we flew over the ocean from Philadelphia instead of going up to Newfoundland and flying over from there...(he was an architect)
we ended up going to starbucks for hot chocolate.
The worst date I ever went on was a blind date. My friend set me up with a bit of an older man who worked on a farm. She said he was a "good guy."
He came to pick me up in a Ford pick up. He was a nice-looking man, not handsome but not ugly. We were both quiet at first. When we pulled up to the drive through at McDonald's (Yeah, MCDONALD'S is where he chose to take me!) I said, "So what kind of farm do you work on?" He said he owned and operated a dairy farm. Then I asked him how many cows he had. He said around 800 and I asked if they named the cows. He said they do, which was interesting because I didn't know cows had names.
As we were eating in the parking lot, he turns to me and, I think this was his big pick up line, said "You know, my favorite cow is named Alessia."
I laughed, but didn't go to the movie with him or invite him to call me again. He was boring, dull, and actually had the nerve to compare me to a cow.
Mine was not a first date...but was most certainly a LAST date with this girl. I was 17, she 15, had dated a little while--even took her to one school dance in our town (she was from up the road a piece, another town).
This partiular night, she told me all about how she used the "dry hustle" to get favors from guys without returning so much as a smooch. Very proud of herself. That evening, we went to a movie but later on she did not want to "park". (This had never gotten beyond a rundown somewhere between first and second base.) She was pretty, but had B.O. and bad breath to boot. Stated she'd never marry, and when she was 40, she was going to commit suicide.
It finally dawned on none-too-swift little ol' me that it was MY turn to get "dry hustled". So I told her I was taking her home. She didn't like that, but so? Except a train intervened. While we were waiting, at the railroad crossing, I boiled over, didn't call her any bad names, but got my displeasure across by the following:
1. Told her I used to work at a whorehouse in my home town but got kicked out for biting.
2. Told my buddy in the back seat (for whom we'd not found a chick that night) to pass up the grape flavored vodka and rum soaked Crook cigars he was hogging.
3. Slugged down about an inch of vodka, lit the Crook, then blew smoke in her face till the train went by.
Oh. Wait a minute. That was probably HER worst date ever!!
She "had to" get married a year or two later after getting knocked up. Don't know if she offed herself at age 40; we sorta lost contact...
When I first started dating aged about 17 back in the late 1980's, I went back to this guy and his flatmate's place along with a friend of mine who was dating the flatmate.
I ended up having a snog with this guy on his bed (fully dressed), and in the process he had a bit of a grope at my top half. I refused to let things go any further, and was very relieved I stopped things when I did after he announced during the conversation that he hadn't cleaned his teeth in years. To make matters worse the flatmate, (my friend's boyfriend), asked him in front of me 'how far he had got', and the guy said that he had got as far as my boobs as if it was perfectly acceptable to discuss our activities openly.
Needless to say I never went near him again and avoided him like the plague.
so many bad dates i wouldn't even know where to start! (I guess I've been too picky my whole life.)
The one thing I always do is make sure one of my girlfriends call me during the date. If the date is awful, I say 'oh my god! are you okay. I'm coming right now.' If the date is ok, I just say oh I'm good talk to you later! LOL
hi love 2 be a good friend with u.....A friend is someone you can be alone with and have nothing to do and not be able to think of anything to say and be comfortable in the silence.nice 2 meet u here
My worst date ever was an internet inspired one. I met this guy in a cafe. He was already seated, he had shaved his head as he was balding but I thought ok. (I was about 23 at the time.) We had a coffee and chit chatted it was ok but I wasnt really interested. I was meeting my friend at a work party that evening and was ready to go. I started to extricate my self and he said that he would like to go to the party. I said ok... he then stood up... I am 155cm... he must have been 140cm... mmm
I then walked into the office party and my friend stage whispered "who bought the dwarf"... I was so embarrassed for him... not so embarrassed that I ended up drinking too much and snogging another guy... Bad date for me... worse date for him I think!
Jr. high dance and Linda! She embarassed me in front of my friends and I went and hid in the boys room. She found out where I was and started yelling for me to come out and stop being a baby! My friends would come in and say,"Hey man you have to get a handle on this!" I didn't date for quite awhile after that.
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