4 horrible dating stories you can learn from
If you’ve made the effort to arrive on time, nothing is more frustrating than a barrage of texts from the person you’re meeting making excuses about why he/she can’t make it until much later.
According to this personal essay in the LA Times:
He texted back at about 3:30 to say, “I’ll get to Venice.” Right. I took a minute and replied, “I imagine you’ll be closer to 6.” His next two texts: “No stress.” “I’ll call you soon.”
I decided to drive toward Venice. I’d be early, but at least it’s cooler there. I’d already canceled our dinner reservation — there was no way I’d be able to push it back. It was Gjelina after all. No substitutions.
Next text, 5:50 p.m. He had another unexpected stop in Century City. Sure. By the time he gets to Venice, we’d have time for only a drink and quick bite before bolting for LAX.
I wanted to be home. But traffic to the Valley would be a nightmare. It had cooled off, so I wandered down the street to Wabi-Sabi. I sat down at the bar, the restaurant’s folding doors flung wide open. I felt the beach breeze and could almost smell the ocean air.
I ordered a glass of sparkling rosé. I decided I’d wait till 7:15 p.m. If I didn’t hear from him by then, I’d head home.
According to this article in BuzzFeed:
Met a guy who seemed to be decent. We went to see a movie, and he kept talking about my feet — how “beautiful and sexy” he thought they were. I was like, “Thanks…?” Later, during the movie, he asked if he could suck on my toes. I said, “Definitely not.” A few minutes later he dropped something on the floor, and while retrieving it tried to put the toes of my crossed legs in his mouth. I accidentally kicked him in the face. I was so shocked! I excused myself to go to the restroom and just walked straight out the door and left him in the theater.
According to this article in Daily Mail:
He then inexplicably revealed his graphic request, that was punctuated by a poor grasp of grammar: ‘Would really love to lick ur a*** im not being rude, im telling the truth, forgive me if im coming too strong, you are just super.’
Another dater wrote: ‘Good morning pretty girl . Did you sleep good? Wanna hang out baby.’
As the woman firmly responded: ‘I’m not interested, but thanks,’ he then said: ‘U need some $$$’ – hinting that she could make money with him.
According to this article in Huffington Post:
‘I went on a date with a guy who seemed totally normal, and together for the first half of the date, but then he started talking about these flowers that he grew, and how the flowers told him secrets, and expanded his mind, and made him whole. Took me a minute to realize he was saying that he grew pot, and consumed massive quantities of it every day. And it was apparently his whole life. Then he ‘forgot’ his wallet when the check came. Yeah, that was enough.’
Here are more dates from hell.
About Luke Harold Luke Harold is a journalist who has written for publications including the Philadelphia Inquirer and Orange County Register.