Just had the date from hell. Come and add your own!

[poshsinglemum]

Mine wasn't bad looking and seemed really nice.

Untill he asked me if I drove. I know it's a bit lame that I'm still learning and I'm desperate to pass. But I didn't start till I was 25 as was environmentalist, had bf who could drive and lived in cities etc, etc.

He looked horrified and told me ''well I passed after 6 lessons for the first time when I was 17.'' he made me feel awful for not driving.

5 minutes later he said '' I'm going now. Nice to meet you'' and left me sitting in the pub.

I guess we all have our deal breakers.His was me not driving.

He also spent the whole date talking about himself and didn't ask me anything aprt from did I drive.

He just didn't fancy me but no need to be rude.

Too many shite dates, I wouldn't know where to start

I had a blind date with a magician. Double denim and white high top trainers.
We went to a cafe.. He started crying because one of his doves died. He went in for a kiss at the end and I turned my face away at the wrong time to avoid it. It resulted in an awkward lean in to my ear.

Busy pub... Loud Yoda impressions. The rest I've blocked out.

Exchanged numbers with a guy who approached me in a Gay nightclub when I was hammered drunk.

Had no recollection of him at all. He texted me and called for about a week.

In the end I relented. He asked me to travel up to meet him as he was a "top chef" for a major London restaurant and worked quite late.

I turned up to a sh*tty greasy Greek Restaurant in NW London. He looked nothing like I remembered. He told me to come down to the office while he got ready. This involved him talking about himself whilst pulling off his trousers to reveal a pair of manky boxers and hairy frog legs.

He took me to a pub near his house, I was driving so didn't drink. It was a really lively local, friendly and running a pub quiz.

The conversation was entirely about him, and revolved around his family being trapped in Algeria, his cruel life there, his parents and his love child in Sweden.

I suggested we join the quiz and have a bit of a laugh. He told me I was rude to suggest it and he hadn't finished telling me about his life. He hadn't asked me once about mine.

I went to the bar and got chatting to two 70 year old gents, about one of the pub questions - naming the bridges over the Thames in order from west to east.

When I got back to the table he was furious that I had chatted to two men, and asked if it was normal behavior for me to be so flirtatious with strangers.

He then proceeded to continue the conversation of the story of his life.

I got so bored I started randomly shouting the answers out for the pub quiz to the two gents at the bar during his conversation.

He then asked me to drop him off at his accommodation - it was a bedsit in the scummiest house I've ever seen. I can't believe this man served the general public food. I nearly did a wheelie out of there.

I still have no idea what he was doing in a gay club, as he expressed a lot of dislike for gay men. I think he was predetorial for women out with their gay mates, relaxed and letting their hair down in what they thought was a safe environment.

I got my male friend to answer the phone and pretend he was my husband to stop the pestering calls.

Oh please, tell me more of these. They are hilarious!

One guy gave me presents of perfume samples on our first date.

I declined seeing him again not because of the weird present but because he was odd so he took to following me when out in my car and leaving carnations on my roof and writing "I thought you loved me" in the dust on my bonnet

He started crying because one of his doves died

When Doves Cry just popped into my head

I went on a date had a polite dinner following a one-night stand with a guy who then took me to meet his best friend, who had two women in tow. Once they left, this guy started ranting on about women who don't pay for drinks and what 'whores' they are to do that etc. My date then told me this guy had a long-term girlfriend. I was in hell. Excused myself and went home pronto.

This is the best thread ever. Haha!

I always tell this one but I still go when I think of it.

First date we arranged the date after meeting while out one night, I had seen him around and knew him vaguely. He seemed lovely, tall and Scottish. We met outside a shop to walk to the pub. Outside two girls approached us, one in floods of tears, he hustled me into the pub and after a few minutes she followed at which point she started screaming at him and he actually stood up and squared up to her, her friend dragged her out and he sheepishly told me it was his ex, I found out later she was so recently his ex he had literally dumped her an hour before.

When I went to leave, saying I didn't want to be involved in this kind of thing he started crying and told me he loved me! We had spent literally 20 minutes together, if that. Oh and he had a load of DVD's in a bag for us to watch later at my place .

My dates from hell (internet dating) include:

1. Totally unhinged 30 year old virgin who spent date talking to be about how he planned to become a male prostitute to pay for his uni fees and the time he tried and kill himself. I made a hasty retreat?

2. Utterly full of himself lawyer who treated our date like a job interview, claimed that disabled people were a waste of space because they contributed nothing to society, said he could tell I didn't have kids because I "still had an ok figure"!!! When I told him that my mum actually had a better figure than me, he asked for her number. He went to the toilet and I walked out.

3. Admittedly I was on the rebound and probably shouldn?t have let this Mr Nice Guy take me on a birthday holiday to a 5* hotel on Lake Windermere - it was only the second time I?d met him. The trip soon became torturous ? although chatty in emails / msn, in real life he was so painfully shy he hardly spoke! He also suffered from OCD and we barely left the car park because he wouldn't stop checking whether the car door handle to check whether it was properly locked! I ended it on the final day of our break and then we got stuck in a 6 hour traffic jam on the way home during which he cried through all of it!

4. Mum urged me to go for ?someone older and more established? so when a man 10 years older with his own successful PR company started messaging me, I was flattered by the attention. Texts (sometimes over 100 a day) epic phone calls, etc went back and forth for a heated month. He was very intense, showered me with compliments (with hindsight I could tell he was in PR!) and by the time we finally found a date to meet month later (yes, another long-distance thing) I?d worked myself up into such a frenzy (him saying ?this day could change the course of our lives forever, etc?) that my heart sunk when I saw him because I knew instantly that I didn?t find him physically attractive (yes, I?d seen photos and I?d known he was stocky with a skinhead which is the complete opposite of what I usually go for, but I?d tried to be open-minded because no. 11 had been completely physical type and it had blinkered me to his behaviour, plus photos often don?t do people justice) Despite all this, after a zillion cocktails, him asking me to be his girlfriend, telling me I was the girl of his dreams and he could quite easily marry me (?!) I stupidly slept with him (he?d mentioned at great length on several occasions what an amazing lover he was?again, that was clearly PR talk!!) Therefore I was quite relieved two days later when I got an email saying he was ?probably making the biggest mistake of his life? but he couldn?t be with me because ?there was something not quite right? he ?couldn?t put his finger on it? (??!) Two months later he contacted me again begging for another chance - only now did he realise what a truly amazing woman I was, it wasn?t me, it was him, blah blah. I ignored him.

5. This man pushed back the time of our date at the last minute because of an ?emergency? Drs appointment?I?d already travelled to meet him at this point, so ended up waiting around for 2 hours?then he was a further 30 mins late with no explanation. I was just about to leave when he showed up with make up on one side of his face, but not the other (??!) When I asked him if he was ok, he said he?d been to the Drs because he?d drank alcohol for 2 nights in a row, which he?d never done before, and he wanted to make sure he was ok (??!) When I went to the toilet, I phoned a friend and asked her to ring me back with a fake reason why I had to leave immediately ? the reason she gave? ?There?s blood on your front door!? I made a swift exit, but obviously he didn?t buy it because later that evening I received an email saying: ?How extraordinarily rude?!!!

6. Appeared charming and attentive and first, but after I refused to sleep with him on the second date, he said with utter indignation: ?But I bought you dinner!!?

Eventually, after much perseverance I met DP. Been together two years now and couldn't be happier. I can look back and laugh now, but it wasn't so funny at the time!

I don't know whether to be relieved that I'm not the only woman who got freak after freak first dates, or to be perturbed at the amount of complete weirdos out there.

I meant no. 1, not no, 11...

Mine was a blind date set up from a "friend"
He was in his mid 30's I was only just out of secondary school, 16.
He still lived at home and always had (no failed relationship story to explain it) and had never had a serious relationship.
Every alarm bell I had was ringing so loud I could barely think.

We went ice skating where he also displayed innapropriate levels of attention towards me in an environment packed with families with small children.

My friend and her boyfriend, who lived next door to this prick thought it was hillarious, well my friend did till she saw my what he kept trying to do and she had the sense to see he was at best incredibly socially inept.
I decided to fake an injury and slipped on the ice, brought him down with me and he ended up with a broken arm.
He insisted I come in the ambulance with him (which I only really did because it got me closer to home and escape and because I wasn't a total cow and wanted to see he was ok ).

The scene with the ambulance crew was mortifying. As I walked into the first aid room I heard one of them saying as he he turned round and saw me " Don't worry one of the first aiders has gone to get your wife....girlfriend???......daughter???"

I was burning with shame that I hadn't just told him to fuck off as soon as I clapped eyes on him and squirming with discomfort at the thought of what the other people there might have thought. I was also incredibly pissed off that my friend would have thought this was in any way a good idea, but to be fair to her this was also the first time she had met him too.

At the hospital I was bombarded with questions about him I couldn't answer, so I found my friend and we legged it.
Vowed never to go on a blind date again.

What a twat! I don't drive and never intend to learn why on earth would such a thing concern someone?

What i don't get about these threads is how you remember them from so long ago unless you are the original OP.

Why not just start a new one all of your own?

Echo - I guess they come up if you're searching for a certain subject - and if they're as funny as this one, why not add to it? Some of the earlier posts are hilarious, so I'm glad it was revived.

My worst ever date was with a doctor who stubbed his fag out in the middle of his plate, and when we went outside, had a massive slash up the side of the restaurant wall. We then got into a cab and he whispered in my ear: 'I want to stick my fingers up your snatch Frizz.'

Smoooooth.

Classy that one Frizz how did you find the will to resist?

NotaMindReader - I'm really embarrassed to admit that I hadn't run away screaming at the point of him suggesting he stick his faggy fingers up my fanjo.

Like many other posters on here I was very young and had this bizarre idea it was impolite to say no.

We went back to his place which was a tip and filled with those 1980s video nasties like I Spit on Your Grave and I Gob on Your Headstone etc. Still didn't go. THEN I stuck my head round his bedroom door and saw amid the pile of festering socks and rank tangy sheet smell, a copy of The Forty Days of Sodom by the Marquis de Sade. It was a well worn copy with many many pages stuck together.

'I see you've found my wank material' said the Doctor. At this point - finally he became Dr No. Or rather Dr Not in a Million Fucking Years and I ran out the door.

Mine pales into insignificance beside some of these, but even so I wasn't overly seduced by the guy who came out with "Is that how you usually dress?" followed by "you're not going to eat that quiche are you?". Why yes, I am, actually .

PMSL Frizz :o

I had a date with a doc (consultant) years ago. He was older than me and had lived at home with his elderly mum until she died. I thought this might be why he was still single as he seemed a nice, caring kind of guy and was on a good salary so could afford to move out IYSWIM.

Unfortunately when I met him he had the arrogance of a successful man with the mannerisms and slightly querulous tone of voice of an elderly woman It was disconcerting! He also had the table manners of a pig.

cuiller what did he have in mind for the quiche? I'm envisaging some kind of American Pie scene here...

EchoBitch it struck me that I might not be the first person ever to have been on The Date From Hell. So did a quick search.
Later was advised by a more seasoned MNer to start a new thread.

I've never understood the problem with adding to an already existing thread on the same topic that you wish to discuss? I've enjoyed reading all of these tales, and if the OP had started her own thread I'd have missed most of them as it isn't a topic I'd have thought to look up.

This is a great thread :)