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Stories of Rejection and Dating Disasters
Presented by Interpersonal Science

I was 18 years old and in my very first relationship. The person I was dating was a year older than I was. Neither of us drove. He lived in the next town. A mutual friend would actually drive us on our dates and we frequently double dated with her. One day, after going to see a movie, my boyfriend thought a romantic place to go would be the McDonalds inside of a walmart. It was not my ideal spot but we all humored him. After he spent a lot of time complaining about his McDonalds not being served to him on the spot and the amount of fries he received my friend and I walked around. He was being a baby and kind of a douche-bag, so we actually left him at Walmart. It was sadly about a forty minute drive away from his hometown. (We basically lived in the middle of no where.) After we left him, we called his mom and told him what he had done and that we had left him there. And his parents had to go and pick him up. We broke up shortly after. Our entire relationship lasted about three months.

The newly released

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April 16th, 2013 by BritG (Tacoma, WA)

My worst date ever was with a guy I met from a dating website. I had to pick him up, later to find out because he lost his license to a DUI. He told me over dinner how he had just been released from prison the week before for theft charges. He even asked me to drive him to his probation office the next day. Needless to say I cut dinner short and never spoke to him again.

We saw Elf

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April 8th, 2013 by Roger (Phoenix, Arizona)

I met this girl from a mutual friend. I had her phone number and were just texting each other. We decided to meet. I picked her up and she lit up a cigarette in my car. I said “there’s no smoking in my car” but she decided to smoke anyway. Then we saw ELF with Will Farrell. It was clear she though the film was too childish, and it was horribly awkward watching the movie together. Then when I was taking her home she asked to be dropped off at the bus stop instead of having me take her all the way home! It was not a fun date and I never heard from her again.

I had been out of the dating scene a few years (in prison) so I decided to kill 2 birds with one stone. A woman I had been talking to online lived close to friends I hadn’t scene in years, so I suggested she meet me there. Now I knew my friends to be pretty economically impaired but the house had been solid and usually clean when I last visited. Unfortunately, my friends had recently acquired a new male cat … that had sprayed the entire house!! She eventually found the house and came in to meet me and my friends. She was very polite but you could tell she was appalled by conditions at their house. NOT a great first impression. We went to a local bar for drinks and it soon became apparent that she not only considered the bar a bit “earthy” for her, but she really had NOT been paying attention to our online conversations. She wasn’t even as attractive as I am ( and I’m no prize but still in decent shape for my age!) but you could tell by her dress and accessories she was used to people in higher tax brackets than me & my peers. Although I had told her 2 or 3 times online, she seemed a bit shocked when I mentioned how recently I had been incarcerated. I really believe things would have gone much more smoothly had we not started off the night in a place with such terrible odors. The good news is I DID learn something that night. Having money does NOT give you manners nor the inclination to look past the surface. And being poor isn’t so bad with friends!

slip and fall

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March 31st, 2013 by spedly06 (warren, ohio)

I was trying to get with a guy that used to come into my work every day to get food. He didn’t seem interested but I kept trying to talk to him and go on a date with him. He finally agreed to go on a date and we agreed to meet that Saturday. Saturday rolls around and I’m looking all cute. Well it decided to snow and get super icy the night before and I didn’t even think about this as I was getting ready. I put a pair of sky high heels on and strutted out the door to his car. As soon as I walked out my door I hit an icy patch and went flying down the stairs and smacked right into the side of his car! He thought I was pretty stupid and the date went terribly. We never made it to a second date although I tried to give it another shot.

Kissing Cousins

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March 26th, 2013 by Cutie814 (Albany, NY)

I was a late bloomer. I was so excited to finally have a boyfriend. Everything was going great for the first few dates. Things were getting pretty hot and we where both into each other. Then he suddenly broke it off. I found out later that we were third cousins. His parents told him and that’s why he ended things. How embarrassing. I guess if I went to family reunions, I’d have know this.

Doomed from the very start

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March 17th, 2013 by Molly (Tallahassee, FL)

I had a crush on this guy from church I knew so when his birthday came around I volunteered to hand deliver his card. I was feeling a little icky, but assumed that it was just nerves. He answered the door and seemed pleased to see me and invited me in. He was alone watching some tv movie. He gave me a tour of his apartment and as we were walking around I realized it was not nerves after all. I was thinking I better get the hell out of there. He must have been lonesome because he sort of insisted I stay and watch the movie. I thought, fine, I’ll hit the bathroom and all will be well. I ask if I may and head for the stairs. He says, “there is a bathroom right here, GO ahead”. I was mentally knocking my head into the wall because it was right next to the steps. I had to do it though so I went in, ran the water and prayed for the best. When I came out, he didn’t look like he was suppressing laughter so I thought perhaps I was in the clear. Well, I sat back down and realized this was not over. I stuck it out as long as I could, made an excuse and left. I made it not a block when I had to jump out and puke on the lawn, I could still see his front door. I got a call a few minutes later from a co worker who wanted to know if I also had the stomach flu…. WTF. SO the next day, church boy calls to say hi while walking his dog. He tells me to hand on, and I hear him yelling “NOOOOO don’t eat that”. He comes back and says, “I gotta go, some a-hole puked on the lawn and my dog is eating it”. Doomed.

I had known this girl Lisa for several months; we met through a friend. We got along good and had fun together, so I finally worked up the courage to ask her on a date. It was the typical uninspired dinner-drinks-movie combo, which I know is lame on my part. Still, the date started off with her complaining about her family issues at home. Okay, not a great start, but I understand having a bad day. We then move on to dinner, have a meal with small talk, and move on to the bar to have a few drinks before the show starts. Turns out, she knows the bartender quite well, and they go on to have a 20 minute conversation as if I’m not even there, despite me introducing myself and trying to get in on the conversation. They were also very familiar with each other, casual touching was going on, etc. At this point, I just throw more drinks down my throat so I can at least try to forget what a horrible date I’m on, lol!

One of the worst dates I ever went on was when I was in high school. A cute boy from my high school band had asked me out to see a movie and then go out to dinner. He was a gymnast and incredibly cute so I was very excited about the date. We had planned to go see a romantic comedy, but when we arrived at the movie theatre, the comedy was sold out and we ended up seeing a Will Ferrell. It was incredibly crude and crass and especially on a first date, it made us both really uncomfortable. We sat through the movie not being able to look at each other and hoping that it would end soon, obviously not what you’re looking for on a date. Afterwards, we went out to dinner. I ordered first and got a small steak with a baked potato since steak is what the restaurant was known for. What I didn’t realize was that gymnasts are always worried about staying slim and constantly watching their weight. He usually ate very small portions, especially when eating out at a restaurant. He ordered his meal after me and got a small side salad with dressing on the side. I thought he was joking at first, but then I realized that he was serious and my face turned bright red. So, of course when my food arrived, I could barely eat any of it and I was so embarrassed that I had ordered more than he had. Surprisingly, he did ask me out again and we dated for a few months, but that first date gives us a lot of laughs even today.

My Very Last Blind Date Ever!!!

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March 2nd, 2013 by nikki2 (New York, NY)

A much older cousin of mine said she knew a nice woman with a son who wanted to meet a bright young girl. Although I had never liked the notion of blind dates, I agreed just to please my cousin. The young man had planned the date, but certainly not with me in mind. He took me to a play…a very “talky” 3-hour drama with a single stage set and the dialogue entirely in Russian (a language in which I only know “thank you” and “oh, my god”)! I fell asleep by the middle of the first act and pleaded a splitting headache by the middle of the third. He then took me for dinner at a restaurant where we waited for service for an hour while he regaled me with virtually incomprehensible descriptions of his intricate engineering work in highly technical jargon and with diagrams drawn on several napkins. Even the food was poor (despite the fact that I was now hungry enough to eat nearly anything). I have never been so glad to be finally dropped off at my door!!!