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June 2017 Moms
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Worst Date
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Such a slow board this weekend, so tell us about your worst date.
Mine was in high school. I sat in the backseat of a car in a bowling alley parking lot with my boyfriend. He went to plant a kiss on me and the next thing I knew his tongue was all over my teeth and gums. I've been turned off to tongue kissing ever since.
Mine was in high school. I sat in the backseat of a car in a bowling alley parking lot with my boyfriend. He went to plant a kiss on me and the next thing I knew his tongue was all over my teeth and gums. I've been turned off to tongue kissing ever since.
Re: Worst Date
bar just for a drink. Around the same time I met up with the guy, a (guy)friend of mine had text me about having tickets to the celebrity game and home run derby the next day (Of course I wanted to go) While I explained to him what was going on, he seemed understanding and so I text the friend back a few times. Then this dude got pissy, threw a fit, called me a bitch and a horrible person then left me alone at a bar. I was kind of in shock but laughed it off. He then had the balls to text me and continue to call me nasty names and that I'm an awful person. Needless to
say there was no second date and I was forced to block his number. He was kind of a psycho. But I had a blast at the celebrity game and HR derby the next day !!! Lol
He was fairly good looking and charming. And he'd planned a pretty romantic date. Everything was going pretty well till he suggested we go for a walk along a river in a park because "a moonlit walk down the river will be romantic!" It was a public park and there were some other couples around so it seemed innocent enough. We somehow ended up a long way from everyone else out in some woods along the river. I then realize the guy has a gun with him. I ask why he has a gun and he gives me some "oh it's to protect us in case we come across some unseemly character out here." I was young and naive and thought "makes sense. good plan!" He just acted really strange about the whole thing though. I should have known something was off. Things got really awkward and then he abruptly said we should head back. We went back to his car, he took me home and that was that. I wasn't sure what had happened but the next time I saw him I suspect he slipped something into my drink. Once he was convinced I was far enough gone to not remember anything he confessed he'd been planning on taking me out into the woods and killing me and then dumping my body in the river. He said I'd been too nice to him and he couldn't bring himself to do it. From his body language and tone of voice I'm pretty sure he was serious. He called me the next day and cryptically asked what I remembered from our talk. I said something like "it's really weird. I don't remember anything at all after I drank that Pepsi you gave me. I must have been more tired than I thought I was and fell asleep or something. Sorry about that. I'm a boring date!" Ya know because I didn't want to say "Yeah I remember you drugging me and then confessing you had planned to kill me." Somehow that didn't seem smart. Needless to say that relationship didn't go anywhere and I refused to do anymore blind dates suggested by the friend that had set me up with that guy.
TTC#1: January 2015- September 2016
Infertility, Recurrent Pregnancy Loss
Rainbow baby born June 6, 2017 ❤️
Baby #2 due June 12, 2018
I honestly have have never been on a terrible date.
Me: 29 DH: 35
Married: 9/29/12
DS #1: 3/8/15Hmmm, worst date. Well, I remember I went on a first date to a haunted house (around Halloween time) with a guy and the whole time it's like he was trying to play up how "scary" everything was and having me hold his hand which was annoying because it made me feel like I was supposed to play the scared little girl role or something. When we got back out to the parking lot he made the whole first-kiss-move and it was not good. All I could think about was that it was how I imagined kissing a parrot would feel like. Ugh.
TTC#1: January 2015- September 2016
Infertility, Recurrent Pregnancy Loss
Rainbow baby born June 6, 2017 ❤️
Baby #2 due June 12, 2018
My worst date was a guy I met at a party. He knew a friend of mine (came to find out he was some random dude in her class, not someone she actually KNEW) so I agreed to go out with him.
He picked me up for dinner and we had a nice time. Good conversation, but no real connection. He called me the next day to set up a 2nd date and I declined. That's when the switch flipped. He wouldn't take no for an answer. He left flowers and a mix cd with an I Love You card at my apartment. He would leave voicemails where he'd cry and ask what he did wrong. He would show up at my work and follow me around the store telling me that the sappy Muzak that was playing was written for us.
One day while I was waiting to catch the bus for work he pulled up to the stop and told me to get in the car. I wouldn't so he tried to get out of the car to make me get in. Thanks goodness the bus pulled up just then! I jumped aboard and told the bus driver that the crazy dude was trying to kidnap me. She called the cops on him but he took off. That was the last I heard from him.
I would randomly see him around campus but thankfully never had to talk to him again
This guy and I hit it off so well chatting online and on the phone for a couple weeks. I was hooked! We planned a first date and it was terrible and boring and just awkward and awful. i told myself oh everyone is nervous for the first date. Second date, invited him to my dorm to watch a movie. He turned down every single movie i owned ( i was like omg just pick something...) so i told him to make himself comfortable and went on my computer to look up TV guide. Turned around and he was laying on my bed with no pants on. I was like ummm i think you should go...
However, there was a stint of time in college where we broke up. I traveled abroad to London for 6 weeks and met a guy there. He was pretty awesome and we hit it off really well. Ended up kissing on a night out with a group of friends and made plans for a date the next day.
Got to his place that next morning so we could head to Buckingham Palace to watch changing of the guards (yeah, it was pretty romantic). I went into his place and he had just done laundry, so he had clotheslines hanging all over his place and was hanging up his boxers on them. Um, okay, but weird. It was a studio apartment, so small, but I shrugged it off. Then on the date we were getting to know each other. Favorite movie, TV show, hobby, etc. He didn't like anything I did and his favorite hobby was taxidermy. Okay, I know what that is, so just like to hunt and process your own meat? Nope, he enjoyed cutting open animals, skinning them, and processing the meat. Didn't even like hunting. He didn't even do this as a service for hunters to get paid for. Ummmm, okay. I grew up on a farm and helped process rabbits and chickens, so this isn't anything I get squeamish about but it's most definitely not something I enjoy. But once he learned that I had done it to smaller animals on the farm, he started talking about how differently the skin separates on the different animals and how cool it is.
Yeah, I was instantly turned off from there. I couldn't get past that he probably got off on processing wild animals.
17 months TTC and 1miscarriage, 1 chemical pregnancy, rainbow baby born 2/16/15
TTC 2.0
16 months TTC, 2 chemical pregnancies, EDD 6/3/17
He may have been joking and I didn't recognize the joke. I mean, he obviously didn't murder me so I'll never know for sure.
ETA: On a lighter note my worst "normal" date was in college when this guy I'd had friendzoned for awhile convinced me to give him a chance once we were finally both single. He took me to Hooters and spent the entire time we were eating dinner going on and on about how sexy our waitress was and how much he liked her large breasts. I had very small breasts at the time (34A) and it was a sre subject for me. Then after dinner we went to a haunted house (it was around Halloween) and he felt the need to tell me how incredibly sexy every other large breasted girl we saw was. At the end of the night he tried to kiss me and like some others have mentioned it was just being attacked by way too much sloppy tongue. I decided he made a far better friend than date.
TTC#1: January 2015- September 2016
Infertility, Recurrent Pregnancy Loss
Rainbow baby born June 6, 2017 ❤️
Baby #2 due June 12, 2018
first: your mother?!? Smh!!!!
Second: you weren't too stupid to think of telling him you didn't remember and getting yourself out of it.
Third: he drugged you. One trip to the doctors/re and boom your proof. Even if you couldn't prove the killing part, he still drugged you.
I just feel bad for all the girls before and after you. And their families.
None of this adds up and I'm praying and hoping that you fabricated a story for a bunch of internet strangers.
Also, sounds like @NamelessAriasaw him slip something in her drink and clearly had a better recollection than he intended her to have - sounds like she didn't really drink it so there goes the proof.
Me: 29 DH: 35
Married: 9/29/12
DS #1: 3/8/15and no she suspected he did the next time she saw him????? No where does she say she saw him do it and she drank it because she says "he suspected I was too far gone!"
The story just doesnt add up.
Im a pretty independent person, and one day he had texted me to ask what I was up to, so I told him. I was going to go see a movie I wanted to see. I was indeed planning on going alone. He was all "cool! I've been wanting to see that one too, can I come along?" Like. Sure. I don't see why not.
We get there, dude insists on buying my ticket. Weird, but not unheard of. I figured he was just trying to be nice and save some time, so I bought some popcorn and soda and called it even. Still had no clue he was intending for this to be a date until he tried to kiss me in the middle of the movie. Dude grabbed my head and started turning it, I was like "bro. I'm watching the movie here. Stop."
It was really awkward and I didn't talk to him for the longest time, but since he was close with my brother, he was obviously kind of hard to ignore.
Me: 29 DH: 35
Married: 9/29/12
DS #1: 3/8/15DS1 - 7/2011, DD 12/2012, DS2 - 4/2014, MMC - 12/2015
So, everyone, I'm sorry I brought this up. I'll stop being the rain cloud on what should be a fun thread.
TTC#1: January 2015- September 2016
Infertility, Recurrent Pregnancy Loss
Rainbow baby born June 6, 2017 ❤️
Baby #2 due June 12, 2018
I lived in Chicago for awhile in my very early 20s after living the small time life for, well, all of my life.
I had just had my heart broken, so I was more than excited when this cute guy complimented my outfit (dress with black tights and motorcycle boots) and asked for my number when I was out at a venue watching my roommate's band play.
He flirty texted me all through the evening and wanted to meet up later. We had a couple drinks at a bar near my place. I thought I was being very metropolitan and adult by letting him come over to my apartment after. I blame watching too much Grey's Anatomy at the time. Ha!
There was some making out and eventually he asked if he could take off my dress. He said he didn't want to have sex, but just wanted to look at me. As a young and dumb girl, I thought all of this was very sweet and sexy, so I obliged.
He starts rubbing my feet. Still sweet.
He keeps rubbing my feet. He's really into it.
I'm getting uncomfortable at this point, but haven't said anything. It went from feeling awkward to "oh my god, this dude is straight up fucking my feet" in a split second.
I was in shock and grossed out. I didn't even know how to respond. I was so weirded out that I just let him do it. He finished and left in a big hurry...and that ended my attempts at getting over my ex by hooking up phase very abruptly. That shit never happened to Meredith Grey.
EDD- 06/13/2017
**Stinkerbelle-8-27-10 * Mr.P's 2nd Mama 7-27-07**
My worst date was the summer after I graduated from college. A good looking engineering student that was a year younger than me started chatting with me on FB and asked me to go on a date. 24 hours before the date, he called and dropped the ball that he didn't have a car and asked if I would go pick him up. I figured what the heck but thought it was a little weird to wait a week to tell me.
The day of the date I drive to his family's home in a small town in the middle of nowhere. I mean cornfields and I grew up in cow town. When I pull up to his farm house he's standing outside with his parents that resembled a receiving line after a wedding. He is also holding a handful of picked wildflowers from his yard that still had roots and dirt attached. I think it is awkward to meet parents on a first date at my age but I'm friendly and go along with it. As we are chatting his dad walks over to my car and starts loading in a duffle bag, pillow, backpack, etc. I look at my date and ask what is going on? He says that over the summer he is working on his masters at the same time as he completes his undergrad (I didn't even know you could do that). Because we were planning on going to dinner and a movie they were all hoping I could bring him back to school after because it would be late. I went to UMASS Lowell, so figured no big deal I can crash at my parents after instead of driving back to my apartment.
We go to dinner and the movie and it was painful. We had nothing in common and I just could not wait to be done with the date. As we leave the movie theater I start heading towards my old school. He decides to drop the ball on me then that although he goes to undergrad at UMASS Lowell he is taking his master courses at UMASS Amherst! Amherst is an hour and a half away from Lowell and it is midnight at this point. I was so mad I didn't say one word to him the whole drive. I practically threw him out of my car and ignored his calls and messages after.
Two weeks later I started dating my husband
to go in, until I realized how sketchy the neighborhood was. And to top it off, I had to pay for myself to go in. It was the skeeviest place I have ever been in. Oh, and there was a discussion with one of the strippers in the topless area with huge fake boobs about whose were better, her (fake) ones, or my (real) ones.
There re was no second date.