WORST date NIGHTMARE of your life!!! Please tell me!?

Question

I have a nightmare, but I have a feeling you all have one too.

Uh, Sun and Sky dude? that was quite strange. a wooden spiral...hmmm. And a quick fish, in/out of pocket....hmmmm. [furrowed brow, rubbing chin] and ze resoolt of zis was a prupoozal uv ze marriaszge....hmmmmm. Well I'm stumped. thumbs up dude.

Ok, I was set up with a fellow male attorney, and I was to meet him in the Port area of Port Jefferson, NY. The guy was 45 minutes late, and showed up wearing [I swear to you this is the unmitigated TRUTH] flood length generic jeans, a plaid short sleeved shirt, and mind you, the rise on the jeans reached well up past his navel, the belt cinching the jeans far above the natural waist TUBE SOX WITH STRIPES!!! AND... thick horn rimmed glasses, I swear to you all I kid you NOT, with .... with... a cap that had embroidered across the brow {"1-800 LAWYER"} AND when I smelled this effer's B.O. I just about gagged. I was hung over as it was. We went around the block for some 6-hour old coffee, and I ditched him, telling him "I do not feel well" and believe me, I was telling the truth! The breath, the B.O. was enough to faint a pig.

numbsain? I think you've been pretty lucky if that's your nightmare date. And Randall, sweetness, I was lookin' for real stories. I think the chicks are kickin' butt on this one so far!

Answer 1

a guy i went on a date with farted (accidentally) in the car..we went back inside to his apartment and he said he needed to use the washroom. I assumed it was to go #2....I went to see why the water was still running after 15 mins and I found him washing his undies and pants...

LOL...sick

ps..the door was ajar..which also threw me off a little.

Answer 2

A guy with the CB handle, ROAD HAWG.
Nice looking, ever so polite, nice date, he paid for everything, opened doors, came up for a night cap, still very nice...
Then the full moon must have risen, because he does the flip side of nice and becomes every girl's worst nightmare. I thought at first he was just joking around, so I played the game for awhile, but when it got a little to rough, I backed off & insisted that he do the same. "No" was not a word he understood, so I told him I needed to go to the bathroom. He said okay.
When I got in the bathroom, I got my ex-husband's 45, stepped back into the bedroom & asked him,"Do you know Jesus? Would you like to?"
He got the message & left. I called my ex & they took care of Mr. Road Hawg.
This was my nightmare date.

Answer 3

You want me to share and actual nightmare. Ok well, i met this woman on the internet things went well for the first week. Downhill after. Anyway we got into a fight that (finally is over) lasted 1 month.

During the last few weeks that i retreated back to my home state, i had a dream that someone droped a gun into a body of water. I offered to go get it and went in after it. I swam down noticing a wooden spiral structure and a fish. The fish swam in my pocket and right back out. I descended to the bottom and saw a grave of stones. My reaction...Terrified. I asked this woman to marry me. GRRRRRRRRRRRR

Answer 4

Imagine dating an English teacher who doesn't open his mouth for three dates except to rave about Russian literature and Japanese tea. While you valiantly struggle to keep the conversation from dragging into silence, he resorts to mimicking you like a bratty six-year-old.

Or try the recent divorcee who asks on the second date if you're fertile.

Or the polite, quiet young man who mentions that he wrote his favorite term paper on the childhood of serial killers.

Answer 5

Ok so i went out with the one girl and when it comes to dating i am very old fashioned. I did things like open the car door for her and just be an all around gentlemen. I thought that women want a storybook man to treat them right and never pressure them to do anything. So i picked her up and everything was going fine, we went to eat and had a great time. Then after eating she told me that she needed to be home at 9:59PM. i said ok sure no problem.

We then went to the lake and skipped some rocks in the water and watched the sun go down. it was a beautiful sunset, and like a gentlemen i didn't pressure her to kiss or anything like that. i could tell little by little that she was starting to gain my respect. She told me that she had never had this good of a time with a man ever. It was about 9:30 and i knew it would take about fifteen minutes to get her back home, so we got into the car and drove to her house. When we got to her house she said i had a wonderful time and kissed me on the cheek. I then walked her to her door, and she told me she would call me the next day.

Oh wait....this is suppose to be a nightmare.......actually when i walked her too her door it just turned 10:00 and she turned into a warewolf and started attacking me. being the officer i was at the time, i then shot her three times and she kept running after me. Then i got to my car panting from the adrenaline, i sped away thinking i could get away from her. Just then i looked in my rearview mirror and there she was running along side my car. i was doing 70! i then dropped it a gear and took off, i lost her at 135 and then started making my way home.

I then pulled up in my driveway not believing that this had happened and there she was waiting for me. She jumped on my car and broke the front windshield. She reached in and pulled me out and slammed me in the front hood of my car. She then bit my arm completely off, and i had to use my belt as a turniqite to keep the bleeding down. i then ran as fast as i could but she caught me and started slamming my head on the street. I then got free again and told her to stay away. i will never forget what she said back to me. she said and i quote,"Growwwwwellllll." i then began running again untill she got tired and went back home. I haven't heard from her again, but everytime i go to the lake to skip rocks i pretend the lake is her face!!!!!!!! lol

Answer 6

I went out with this chick who I'd gone out with once before and it seemed like we had some things in common, both commercial artists, she told me about some jobs she did and they sounded interesting. I told her about some jobs I did and she seemed interested. I thought she was cute, that's why I started talking to her in the first place but there was not an immediate attraction for me personality wise. But she was nice so I gave it another chance. This time she wanted to drive so i get in to her pickup truck and we go to eat. On the way she tells me about how the job she was telling me about last time got an F and she didn't think she was going to pass this class, again.

It turns out she was in school and had tried to pass three different graphic design classes and all three teachers hated her and it was their fault somehow.

Okay so she is a bad graphic designer, she could still be a nice person. We get to dinner and the subject of her dogs comes up. She's talking about her first dog and he did this and that and then she says: "when he got hit we got this other dog..." I'm like, "hit?" She says: "yeah y'know by a car." I say "I'm so sorry." she says "Oh, yeah, well anyway..." and continues talking about the next dog and then she goes: "and let's see he got hit around march..." I'm like: "What? Your second dog got hit too?!" She says: "Well we live on a really busy street..." and goes on to talk about a third dog that only got hit once but not too hard so he's still okay, kind of... I said: "Can we talk about something else?"

Now I'm thinking: "this person is a complete and total moron! A mindless, braindead, garden variety blithering idiot who hasn't got the sense of a chicken." Finally we left and I said I had to go do something and could she just drop me off at my house. She said it was getting dark and she didn't feel safe going into the "black neighborhood" at night so would I mind if she drop me off about 8 blocks away while we were still in the safer neighborhood. I said: "Definitely. I'll just get out right here because I didn't want you to feel unsafe in your car."

Okay the Crenshaw district in LA is predominantly African American but where I was could not be considered a ghetto or even slightly dangerous by any stretch but if she thought it was too dangerous to DRIVE and she wanted me to walk 8 blocks she must have caught on to how I felt about her though I could swear i was perfectly nice and never let on that I thought she was a simple-minded, inbred, white trash, sh!t-for-brains, misanthropic ultra-bimbo. But apparently I showed something.

You won't believe what happened the next day:

She calls me! And says she had a nice time and did I want to see her again... I made up an excuse. Never spoke to her again.

Answer 7

In college a guy i REALLY liked took me to see a movie. the only one available was Little Nicky. it was awful. Then he talked the rest of the night about politics, (we were on different sides), and then started trying to make out with me. Talk about the worst date ever!!

Answer 8

This guy was really boring throughout the whole first (and only) date--he kept driving past his ex-girlfriend's house and complaining about them breaking up and what a gold digger she was etc...then he had the audacity to ask me if I "put out"...I told him to screw himself and called my best friend to come get me.

Answer 9

When I was masterbating when i was sitting accross the table

Answer 10

i was dating a cow. then i woke up. scary *** dream.