To ask what’s the worse date you have been on?

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Any one willing to share their worse dating experiences? I have been on a date this weekend and it wasn’t great. He just spoke about himself, didn’t ask me any questions and for some reason kept mentioning his ex.

I just like giving up with OLD!

I went on a date with someone and came out of the loo to find out he’d left. It wasn’t the most flattering thing that’s ever happened to me…

Anyway, I got a text about half an hour later saying “I’m so sorry; my mother's been taken very ill and I had to run. I’ll call you in the week”. I thought I’d better give him the benefit of the doubt, so waited for the call. It never came. I filed him under A for Arsehole and moved on.

Anyway, about six weeks later I ran into him. He was nice as pie, all “Hi, how are you?” I said in the most sarcastic tone I could muster, “Hi - how’s your mother?!”

She was dead.

how intellectually superior.

These are great and keeping me company while my bub is poorly.

I always hated old and only ever had two conversations on it.

On one 'date' we ended up back at his and he had a photo of me on his computer....not one from my OLD profile either..but from my social media which was under a different name. Properly creeped me out.

One date I went on he ordered steak and veggies not a problem there but then proceeded to cut everything into bite size pieces, put his knife down and began to eat... Another might have over looked this little quirk but I couldn't

Don't ask . I can't even talk about it . Horrendous!

We went to the cinema and it transpired that despite agreeing to see this film a week ago he had been to see it two days before the date (on his own) because he’d seen everything else showing. He then proceeded to quote along with every single trailer. I finally asked if he was going to do this for the film as well, and he sounded surprised that I would question it.

There was no second date, although he used to ring me and spend ages on the phone talking about very little without me getting a word in edgeways (pre mobile so I couldn’t screen). In the end I asked him not to ring again, and he was puzzled. Huge relief when the calls stopped…

I hadn’t seen him in years but a few months ago he was on the same bus as me, playing videos on his phone with the speakers on, oblivious to those around him, thankfully including me!

He sounds awful. OLD always made me wish there was a database of all single men so you could warn others about particularly bad experiences.

On my worse he immediately went on a tirade complaining that it was hard for him to find women, then began to make comments about my chest and try and pester me for sex. I was so uncomfortable I should have left immediately, but like an idiot I felt like I couldn’t. Then the insults came, ugly, huge, not worth any time, would die alone and at this point I paid and left.

I know it wasn’t really about me but I felt so awful, I cried for days. I was always outright paranoid to make it clear through pictures that I’m a size 16 and I felt like it was my fault.

I blocked him but over the next few days he messaged me from a different number and sent messages to my LinkedIn to apologise and ask for a second date. Somehow that made it even worse.

I went on about 5 dates with the same man and each was more awful than the last… I plead temporary insanity!

I’ll briefly outline one of them. We decided to go to the cinema. He insisted we go to one that was miles away as it had ‘gold class’ and served beer, I said fine and offered to drive as I’m not too fussed about drinking. He bought pork scratchings and loudly crunched them the entire film. Then on the way home he refused to put his seat belt on citing that he ‘wasn’t a child’. Spent the entire drive home talking about how women usually only want men for their money apart from his ex whose dad was rich. So I’m driving us down the motorway, he’s telling me about his job (essentially night time road maintenance- think man who puts out the cones when roadworks are about to take place). He tells me to leave the motorway at the next junction but I said I’d rather just stay on as there’s a junction right by where we lived rather than winding through the streets in the middle of the night. He had a full strop saying how he has worked on the roads for 10 years and how I was being disrespectful of his job by not driving how he said. I tried to calmly say it’s not a big deal but he refused to talk to me for the rest of the drive.

When we got back to mine (he had parked at my house) I said goodnight and locked the door behind me!

A friend set me up with a colleague of hers as a blind date. He was visiting London from another country. I booked a smart central London restaurant and dressed up. He arrived wearing a baby blue button up cardigan. Talked the whole dinner about his divorce (not yet finalised), and what a batch his wife was, and when the bill came he went to the loo and stayed there for half an hour. I was an idiot, I paid for dinner and even drove him back to his hotel!

I met a OLD in a pub, he was about a foot shorter than he'd claimed to be and incredibly full of himself. I went to the loo and rang my Mom, I was asking how rude it would be for me to sneak out and she convinced me to be polite and finish my drink then make an excuse and leave. By the time I got back to the table, he had left! I was very offended

Then I went out with some friends and got a call from OLD about midnight, I ignored it and he left me a really long answer phone message where it was supposed to be a pocket dial of what sounded like him pretending to have sex with someone else. Wtf? Lucky escape.

@MCOut did you mean to quote that post and say he sounds awful?! Harsh!

@VeniVidiWeeWee Do you also eat like a toddler?

Two stick in my mind. One was where the guy talked about bridges the whole time, he now gets called ‘Bridge Man’. The other was where a guy turned up and then just sat there, leaning back in his chair with his legs crossed one over the other, hands on head and didn’t look at me once. All he did for the hour I was there was talk about himself as well and didn’t ask one question about me. He was about 15 years older than his pictures and such a bore.

Sadly, I've been on a few. A particular low-light was being told I would be picked up and taken to a lovely dinner. I wore a little black dress, scrubbed up only to be taken to Gordano services on the M5. I felt a proper dick pushing my tray along the counter with chicken curry on it.

OLD.. Dec 2018
We had spoken on phone text for about a week.. he was a GP with his own practice, looked him up online.. yep, webpage with same guy on staff list.
We met in my local pub, a 15 min walk for me, he was .. sullen. I got both drinks.. and sat, waited, and waited for conversation which never happened. As we sat in awkward silence I started to feel uneasy. He didn't make eye contact or try to engage at all.
After 15 mins I drained my glass and said I'd be off. To which he tried to get me to stay by offering to get another drink. His own drink wasn't touched.
I stayed, had another glass of prosecco under the exact same stilted atmosphere as before. Took me 10 mins and I got up to put my coat on. He offered me a lift. I declined, it was Dec and dark/cold but my sense of unease too strong to ignore. He went as far as to place his hand on my arm to stop me. I brushed him off and legged it.
Arrived home to get some crazy texts..he accused me of leaving as I had another date! And being rude by not accepting the offer of a lift.
Between 8pm and midnight I had over 40 missed calls, and increasing weird texts.
Blocked him and reported him to Match.com. as quite clearly he had issues and had scared me.
He was GP, with a reputable practice, it was all so fucking odd.
2 years later I'm back on match.com .. who should send me a message. Yep it was him. There are some very strange men out there . I'm so glad I didn't get into a car with him.

An extraordinary lack of self awareness and manners I guess! Obviously traits shared by his first date (as why else would you go along with that?) so perhaps they were a perfect match really! 😊

Cheers, you seem nice - when did we change the meanings of worse and worst over? Is it like bought and brought again?

The blind date when I was 19.
I worked in a telesales office selling paper products and regularly had chats/flirtation with a record shop owner.
Months went by and we decided to meet in my town.
First thing he said was you're better looking than I thought you'd be.
We went to a pub and he sat there eating McCoy's Steak crisps which gave me the ice for some reason.In person there was no chemistry whatsoever.
Ended up ringing a mate from the toilets getting her to call me with an "emergency" so I could flee.

Date when slightly down hill when I realised he was my DDs religious knowledge teacher……..

ick not ice

My worst one was a guy who was perfectly nice but I wasnt feeling it. We had one drink and a nice chat and decided to walk to another pub. He tried to hold my hand and I was like 'Whoah, too fast buddy!'. He seemed nice enough and we had a few more drinks and at the tube station he launched himself at me for a face slobbering kiss. Ick.

The next day I got a text at 4.55pm to say he was waiting outside my work. I was furious, I felt this was a massive overstep. Perhaps if I had reciprocated his feelings i may have thought it romantic. I told him kindly but directly that I saw him more as a friend.

'But why' he persisted over and over.
In the end I blocked him.

A year later he had tracked me down on fb and send me a picture of him with his dressing gown draped under his bare arse looking back seductively into what was clearly his mothers dressing room mirror.

Nothing terrible compared to PPs.

One guy was a complete catfish, weird girly voice and a good foot shorter than I expected. He was so fit in pictures!

He called Tanqueray gin ‘Tan-queer-ay’ and I laughed thinking he was being funny but he wasn’t.

I saw the date out and blocked.

I had my fair share of dates who always listed themselves as 5'10 but were a good four inches shorter than me on arrival!

Friend set me up on a blind date with a friend of her husbands. He'd been at a bbq during the day and was utterly smashed. He proceeded to get drunker, couldn't even stand. I asked for his address so I could drop him home, because I didn't want to leave him incase something happened as he was THAT drunk.

Messaged my friend repeatedly asking for his address, she didn't see the messages. So I brought him back to mine and let him sleep in my bed while I slept on the sofa. Figured this was fairly safe as I knew friend had said he was a decent guy etc etc. I woke up around 6am to crashing sounds upstairs. He was trying to flip my mattress as he had WET THE BED. A grown man pissed in my bed. He was incredibly apologetic and mortified, but I never bothered messaging him back after.

It wasn’t OLD and years ago. Had quite a nice dinner, good chatting, nice looking. I had vaguely known him in school and then we bumped in to each other in the city we had both relocated to when we were mid twenties. He then told me he was in an open relationship and his GF was fine with him dating, yeah right mate. Fortunately I hadn’t even kissed him, what a total twat.