To ask what's the weirdest reason you have decided to not go on a second date with someone?

[SnowDogFarts]

Just imagine you are on a first date with someone and it's going good until...that moment they say or do something that instantly switches your brain to "nope."

I had a first date with someone after chatting to them for a few weeks. It was going well and we were walking through one of my favourite country parks (beautiful) with a takeaway coffee when he decided to dump the empty cup on the floor, when there were bins dotted around everywhere. And that was the moment right there that couldn't be undone. I guess I don't like litterbugs 🤷‍♀️

So, tell me, what was their crime? Big, small, weird, wonderful or other.

He had his jumper tucked tightly into his jeans.

Domed.

@Laiste

''he made sarcastic comments ‘err well ive never talked about xx on a date before’ then weed on all over his jeans.''

Sorry?! He made sarcastic comments and then wee'd all over his jeans ??

OMG! I was thinking the same thing!! I think we should have led with that one! LOLOLOLOL!

@LividLaughingLove

He made a noise like a whale when he came.

Doomed.

🐳

😂 oh god, I laughed way too much at that image!

I had one who sounded like he was changing into a werewolf (like in the scene from American Werewolf in London) when he came. That was disturbing 😬

I have a few.

One - we met at Nando’s and we agreed to go halves. Mine came to about £8 and his came to £28 alone! I was pretty pissed off but made a mental note not to make that mistake again.

Anyway we sat at the table and everytime he made a joke, I’d politely laugh but then he’d stare intently at me laughing louder and more exaggerated and prolonged until he actually started to come across like a complete fucking psychopath. When I stopped laughing, he would ramp up HIS laughing to try and keep it going. Beyond weird.

When I worked for a large organisation I'd frequently pass this hot bloke in the corridor or bump into him in the lift, and after a while we got chatting. Eventually agreed to a date and ended up at his place. Started to kiss on the sofa but he got really full on, to the point where I felt squashed by his body and a bit suffocated by his OTT, slobbery kissing. It was like he was mauling me! I managed to get him to cool off, not a problem, but the clincher was when he said "Are you sure there's nothing I can tempt you with?" in a slightly sleazy way. Nope, nope, nope. Bye.

One that was over before it began - my BFF had recently started seeing her now DH and decided to set me up with one of his friends (we were 18/19). When the guy turned up to the pub to meet us he was shorter than me (I'm 5'1") wearing those awful plasticky fake leather slip on shoes and he had a mullet.

In BFF's defence she'd never met him before either.

We had a coffee date, in one of big coffee chains. A cup of something was £2.70.

1. He brought a 10% discount voucher carefully cut out from a newspaper;
2. He counted the change from £3 down to a penny before putting it into his wallet.

Immediate no way from me, although I can see that many people would be neutral or even positive about this.

He took me out for a drink and I hadn't noticed what he'd been wearing when I got in the car as it had been dark. We got inside the bar and when he took his jacket off he was wearing a woolen jumper that you would normally see on a pensioner. He had teamed that up with a pair of pale, bleach wash jeans (remember them?), brown slip on shoes and green / blue argyle socks. He was early 20's, looked like he raided an oxfam bin. He also talked about how successful he was all night, he was an electrition who just became self employed and doing great for himself apparently.
I couldn't stand to listen to a second night of him singing his own praises so turned down his offer for a second date, think he was shocked. I can only imagine what kind of outfit he'd put together for another date!

The one where I was amazing and so laid back and cool because I didn’t look down my nose at his shoes. Within 20 mins he was planning our second date, telling me how much his family would love me, I just wasn’t allowed to mention football as half his family were born again christians after spending years in football firms.... thankfully the bar got busy and I was able to sneak out after saying I needed the toilet.

There was the squaddy who took me up the west end to see the lion king but hadn’t actually bought tickets, he just tried blagging his way in, then tried taking me back to his barracks to get to know me better.

My favourite was the rich guy who took me to the movies, I had to buy my own ticket, that’s fine I always liked to pay my way on dates. But then we went for a drink, he ordered and paid for his and sat down. I don’t mind paying my way but on a date it would be I’d accept a drink then get the next. Anyway the entire conversation was about how I was the type of girl who would get knocked up with a few kids and end up living I. A council house.... He also constantly went on about poor people deserve to be poor for being lazy, he’d never help poor children as well why should he when they won’t do anything to help themselves. Then he went in about my cousins child I think he was about 6 at the time. This guy was friends with the child’s dad, apparently he was a little shit and know it all who needed to shut the fuck up. Turns out my 6yo cousin had put him straight in a number of facts. I obviously told me cousin how the date went, she told her ex DSs dad who then punch the prick in the face after what he said about his child.

@mistermagpie and @CrochetOrBust was the Wagner loving second world war fan someone whose name starts with R by any chance? If so, I think I know him too .

Ye olde days of Lonely Hearts ads. Chatted a couple of times on the phone & he seemed ok. Asked if he could write to be (he lived a fair way away, no mobiles at that time. Sure, why not?

About 14 double sized A4 sheets with his extremely detailed infantilism fetish and how I would be his 'mummy'. I didn't have any children of my own, no way was I changed a grown man's nappy who'd shit himself to get a sexual thrill out of it. He wasn't happy when he phoned and I told him I wasn't interested. I was 'like everyone else' apparently. Yes, mate, I am. It's you that's not.

Each kink to their own but don't try to make me feel I'm the odd one out for not sharing yours.

He wore his geometric print acrylic sweater tucked into his stonewash jeans and white sports socks with his loafers.
It was the 1980s.
I was shallow.
I was 16.

Just thought of another…
Went to dinner with a bloke I’d met OLD who was just odd and a total fantasist. First he pulled my chair out for me to sit down (I find that too trying hard to be the “gentleman” and I don’t like it), then he pulled a face when he tried the wine. He told me some tales too, including how he’d bought a house by going into an estate agent with a suitcase full of money. Oh, and that he was a male escort, which I found unbelievable as he wasn’t particularly nice looking and was just awkward socially. The icing on the cake was when he suggested we go to a hotel so he could cover me in golden syrup and lick it off 🤮. Fuck off you nutcase. Needless to say there was no second date.

Has anyone else had it where, having met OLD and chatted for a while, has INSISTED a on having a telephone call before meeting up in person?
It’s happened to me twice, and both their pushiness about having the call and the things they said on it actually put me off both people so never even had a first date.

@OppsUpsSide your purple rain guy sounds like my ideal date!

I went on a date with a guy who had dreads. All lovely until I noticed that he had nits!

Also the guy who said that he only wanted a date with me to tick my job off of his list of dates.

Got asked out in a pub by a really good looking guy.
He said he had a car and could drive me home.

On making our way to the car park I saw his car was the sort that only had 3 wheels.

Made my excuses to go back into the pub then jumped on a bus.

@MrsMoastyToasty - he didn't have streaks in his hair or the footballer perm (like a mullet permed at the back only) did he? Sounds like half the lads I went to school with 😄

Online date, non-smoker (apparently), reeked of smoke and stale sweat, was more than halfway drunk, had his money in a coin purse, brown teeth and yellow fingernails. I'd chatted online to him for more than a month and his online persona was dazzling! What a bloody let down.

Instead of the word jealous, he said 'jelly'.
Me : I'm going on holiday to France soon.
Him : Oh I'm jelly! 🤮
And he obviously thought that was a cool, down with the kids word to say, as he kept working it into conversation.

Met a school acquaintance on a night out, all great hitting it off, went back to mine... then he deops in that he can't have sex with me because it would be crossing a line and not fair to his long term girlfriend!!! Dodnt think to mention the poor girlfriend any of the hours earlier! Kissing, groping and getting NAKED all apparently fine but sex would be crossing the line?! PASS!

@happinessischocolate

He just kept gazing into my eyes and saying "you're lovely, you are" I was trying to talk and get to know stuff about him and all I got was "you're lovely, you are" over and over 🙄

Wasn't a landscape gardener by any chance was he?

He told me all about his obsession with decapitation. He wanted to know if you could still think and talk after your head had been chopped off.

The man who took me to a casino and lost over £3,000 in front of me. I was revolted.

Went for a meal. We were splitting bill. I put money down to cover my half and a tip. Date knocked the tip off his portion of the bill leaving no tip 😱

Back in the early 80s a very handsome mature student on my course at university, had made it pretty plain that he was interested in me.

During a casual evening with other people there it became apparent that he had no clue about current music. That was enough; any attraction that I had previously had for him just withered in seconds.

Asked me to scratch the back of his neck with my fingernails in the middle of a pub. Complained I didn’t do it hard enough. When I asked why he wanted me to scratch him he said his mum scratched his neck while they watch tv of an evening and he wanted to make sure I could do it just as well

He was also of the not able to drive variety and needed me to both pick him up and drop off for the date.

I know there’s nothing wrong with people who can’t drive but there is a certain kind of man that will never learn, will never get their own place but instead just leap frogs from mummy to girlfriend expecting everything to be provided for them.

Incidentally mr scratchy reappeared in my life a little while later when I bumped into him at a work party - he was on a date with a coworker.

He has since cheated on her (twice) and continues to expect lifts everywhere and his dinner on the table and his washing done. Even more sickening is that she is happy to do it