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You've primped and practised your best conversation starters. Then you head out on what you dreamed would be your date with destiny, only to find that your imagined dream man is a dud. Here are some true tales of dating disasters. Not So Perfect
He was already waiting for me when I arrived, so I gave him a big hug and we went in for dinner. However, once we were seated, things took a turn for the worse. Not only did he pick his nose at the table, but he also sucked his teeth. As if bad manners weren't enough, he also had a finger missing and insisted on telling me the gruesome details of how he lost it. Just as he got to the part about "blood shooting out," I excused myself to the ladies room. The biggest surprise was what happened next. One of the waitresses came in and asked me if I was okay. She said that she had overheard some of our conversation and volunteered to concoct an "emergency" phone call for me. After the details were outlined, I returned to the table and shortly thereafter, the waitress came over and did her thing. I left without so much as a look back. It was the absolute worst date that I have ever had! -Ms. Disappointed (Not So) Picture Perfect My worst date was the first that I went on with a 45-year-old, never-been-married lawyer in New York City. Everything was going along just fine - at first. We were sitting and talking when he whipped out a photo album. I'm thinking family pictures? Vacation snapshots? I should be so lucky! He had actually created an entire book that was devoted to photos of his ex-girlfriends. Talk about show and tell! The "show" was obviously page after page of women, but it was the "tell" part that really got me. Hearing him say, "I only date beautiful women" was just too much. I mean, how do men get to be that age without maturing at all? -Ms Disgusted A Dutch Treat (That's Not So Sweet) I waited for weeks for this guy to ask me out! When he finally did, we decided to go to a movie. We waited in the ticket line and when it was our turn, he went up to the booth. Imagine my surprise, when he came back and said, "Okay, you can go get yours now." What? Fortunately, I had the good sense to stop by the ATM on the way to meet this guy. You know, in case I needed it for an emergency. This was an emergency. My red flags were going in all directions now, but I tried to play it cool and just watch the movie. Just as the flick was starting, he said that he was going to get popcorn and a drink. After about 10 minutes, I looked down from the screen and saw a familiar head sitting a few rows in front of me. It was him. He had come back to the wrong row! It was bad enough to be sitting there in the dark, watching him look around for me, but when I saw that he'd only returned with one popcorn and one drink, I got up and walked out. -Ms Amazed The Doorstop I was new to Internet dating, and I had just started talking to a few guys by email. This one guy started emailing me more and more frequently, then sent me a couple of photos of himself. When he started to bug me about me sending photos of myself, I should have known this wasn't the one ... I never did send photos of myself, but we kept talking and even exchanged phone numbers. (If I remember correctly, I was the one who had to call him!) Anyway, we talked on the phone and throughout the conversation he kept asking me what I looked like. I tried to describe myself to him and must have sounded okay because he asked me if I wanted to see a movie together that Friday. For some reason I ignored the red flag that was being waved in front of my face and said, "Yes." I was a little nervous that day, but also kind of excited. That night, he showed up at my house and rang the doorbell. I answered the door and greeted him (since this was technically our first time meeting each other), but as I turned to grab my purse, my "date" stopped me. He said, "I really don't think that this is going to work out. Sorry." Then he left! I didn't know what to say. I was in shock, I guess. I just went back in my house, dazed because this total jerk only cared about my appearance. Then I reported him to the Website. From the response I got back, it was apparent that he had done this to more women than just me. I can't imagine what he was thinking, but here's a word of advice for everyone: What counts is the beauty that you bring to others. -Ms Not Quite The Model Type |
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After meeting what seemed to be "the perfect gentleman"
online, I agreed to go to dinner with him. We'd been "chatting"
for about four months at this point and already knew that we had plenty of
things in common, so I was really looking forward to it. I had my nails
done, my hair done and even got my car detailed. (The lengths we go to
...)
