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Stories of Rejection and Dating Disasters
Presented by Interpersonal Science

Shot for a goal, got a red card

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December 21st, 2012 by beckaboo101 (Ft. Collins, CO)

Last year, my sorority threw a Saddie Hawkings dance. I had been crushing on this guy for the past couple years and decided that this way my chance. I walked up to him and asked if he wanted to go to the dance with me. He said no because he had a big soccer game to play in on that night. I was a little upset but I knew it wasn’t his fault. The night of the dance, I saw him across the room and decided to go and ask him for a dance thinking he just go here after the soccer game. I go up and ask for the dance and get ready to calm my nerves so the dance would be smooth. He looked me dead in the eyes and said “I don’t think you get it. Leave me alone.”

Some guy I had a crush on all 4 years of high school finally asked me out on a date. I was so excited, I was telling friends and family about the good news, and losing sleep over it every night from the excitement! We talked for a week, until it was the night of our date. We planned out that he was going to pick me up at 8, and we would go for a dinner and a movie. I was looking very forward to this because I have liked this guy for so long. So we went out to a very fancy restaurant, the date was going great! I couldnt of asked for it to go any better! We were at the restaurant for about an hour before his phone rang off the hook! Every time he answered the call, and it sounded like he was fighting with his mom or something. I thought it was very rude he would even answer the phone during our date, let alone fight with someone for 25 minutes right in front of me! Anyway, so after we got done eating we left and we were on our way to the movie. His phone rang about 3 more times and he ignored it. I was extremely surprised when we did not pull into the movies, but we pulled into some random drive way that I didn’t even know. A girl our age came out and him and her started fighting, and she looked at me and got me involved by calling me very rude names, saying I was trying to take her boyfriend! I asked him what was going on and it turned out that was his girlfriend, and he asked me out on a date to get her jealous because they were fighting! I had to get my own ride home from her house.

Cheats

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December 1st, 2012 by Smoke Stack (Tacoma)

My Best friend in the world knew that we both had a thing for each other, But we hid it from everyone by covering it up with having a significant other of our own. We still talked and hung out, plus we are both DJ’s and we had many gigs together. Until one strange day last January, My Significant other at the time had left some information on my laptop that made me suspect he was cheating on me. I was with my best friend, getting ready for a gig and i called him. I asked him if it was true and he told me it was. Not even ten minutes later, My best friends Girlfriend told him that she was also cheating on him. Me and My Best friend/current boyfriend have been together a year now. Thank you cheating losers for bringing us together!

Too Touchy

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November 29th, 2012 by Caroline (Austin)

I was out with a friend from college who had come to visit me for the weekend. Excited to catch up, we went to the bar to have just a couple drinks. Chatting away, my friend and I were soon joined by two guys who came over saying they were bored with their regular friends. We, being friendly, scooted over to let them join and to see what this conversation was going to be like. One guy sat next to me and quickly began telling me about his life, undergrad degree, and research he was interested in. While what he was saying was vaguely interested, I could not help but be extremely distracted by his incessant touching. He went from my arm, to my lower back, to my shoulder, and one even my cheek. I was feeling very uncomfortable and tried sending very clear body signals that he should stop like flinching, scooting away from him, and so on. Not really getting the hint, the guy carried on. Finally, I worked up my nerve and told him he must stop. “I am interested in what you are saying but I am not really touchy feely and you are making me so uncomfortable,” I stated to this stranger. Offended by my obvious overreaction (or what he thought) to his invasion of personal space, he stomped off after telling me I was weird for not liking to be touched.

Falling for you

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November 27th, 2012 by lilhut (Lubbock TX)

It was my sophomore year in college and I had never really even been out with a guy. I had always been overweight and a bit awkward. I had gotten dressed up to go out to eat with a guy. I had my friends do my hair and makeup. I put on a dress and even panty hose. I never wore them and well I do not wear them now. I remember being so nervous. He had been a friend for forever, but still actually going out to eat with him, it was nerve racking. I was ready to go and realized that I had an extra hour to waste. I was so nervous I completely forgot to look at the time. That was by far the longest hour ever! When the time came to go I met him in the quad on campus. We were going to meet there and walk to his car. I met him there and we started to talk and walk and decided to walk around a little bit before we went to eat. After about 30 minutes of walking around we started towards his car. His car was parked off to the side of one of the men’s dorms on campus. As we were coming up to his car I had stopped paying attention to what I was doing and was focusing on the conversation. Right about that time my foot caught a raise in the sidewalk and I found myself falling through the air in slow motion. Now being a bigger girl at the time, not pretty. The slow motion ended the second I hit and skidded across the concrete, not only tearing my panty hose, but taking what little bit of dignity I had left. Luckily we laughed about it all night!

Date gone wrong

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November 22nd, 2012 by zack (columbus, ohio)

Went on a blind date with a girl on valentines day, never a good idea, frist off she brought her kid. I had no idea she had a kid, second her kid was extremly rowdy at the restaurant. It was not the fanciest restaurant but it was not a cheap one either. Then she talked about how she wanted to drop her child off at her moms and drink a bottle of vodka. At this point i decided this was not the girl for me. Took her home, worst date ever.

I remember way back when I was in high school and had a crush on one of the hottest (I thought so at least) girls in school. We had a few classes with each other and over the course of the school we got to know one another a bit. Nothing major just chit chat walking to class here and there occasionally sitting with each other at lunch if we couldn’t find any of our respective clicks to sit with. As the end of the school year was approaching so was that horribly awkward time when every guy was expected to man up and ask some girl to the prom. My whole high school career I had been dreading this moment in time. Ya see I have never been quite the lady killer if ya know what I mean. I was that one guy who girls always likened me to their brother not the guy they wanted to hook up with after the game at some keger in the woods. As the time was quickly approaching to make a fool of myself I could only think of one girl that was worth receiving the inevitable rejection from. Ya guessed it, the hot chick that I had gotten to know over the year. So one day I gathered the courage up approached the hot girl and popped the question, will ya goto prom with me? The answer came quick and swift “I would if I wasn’t gay.” Now I had been turned many times before but never like that. “I would if I wasn’t gay”, I had no idea if she was telling the truth or not but I wasn’t going to ask. Needless to say I spent prom at home playing Donkey Kong on my No-friend-o.

The nose didn’t know.

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November 9th, 2012 by bugboy (Shasta Lake California)

I once met a girl in my Interpersonal Communications class at college, and throughout the semester I would think of ways to talk to her. One day I finally worked up the courage to ask her on a date, and she had actually accepted. I was so excited I prepared all week for the date. Finally the night had arrived and we went to dinner. The date was fine, and afterwards we talked in her car for a little while and finally we wrapped the night up with a hug. I had thought it was a successful date, but a week later she had not talked to me, except the occasional hi. She eventually told me that she wasn’t interested in me. I found out a couple years later by a close friend that she had been told it was because I had hair growing on my nose. Up until that point I had never realized that I had nose hair. A simple shave could of made my date go a lot smoother.

I was waiting and waiting for the day that this girl and I were suppose to go out to a movie and then have dinner afterwards. I was so excited for the day to arrive since it was my first actual date and I was still a teenager. I arrived at her house to pick her up and then we went off the the movie theatre to go watch a quick comedy flick. The night was going smooth and we were having a great time. The movie started to get a little boring so I wrapped my arm around her and leaned in for the first kiss of the night…but that kiss turned into an accidental sneeze that landed directly into her face. I was so embarassed and the night was well ruined so I thought I would make up for it by taking her out to dinner. We went to her favorite restaraunt to eat and I paid for her food. The waiter came with the order and placed it on the table. We started to eat and we were laughing so I was feeling good about the rest of the night. I went to lean in once again to give her a small kiss from across the table and I accidentally knocked her drink over and it went all over her shirt and pants. She stood up from shock and screamed, ran off to the bathroom, and went to clean herself off. She came back to the table and told me that she wanted me to take her home. So after two depressing moments in the night I decided to finally take her back home and just end the first date. After that she never returned any phone calls or messages. Talk about a very bad first date!

David was a great kisser. He really knew how to pull you in close and give you a passionate, roll your eyes to the back of the head kiss. Heck even my mom was jealous when she saw us sucking face in her living room. David made a lot of promises that a naive 18 yr old girl about to graduate from high school would fall for. Especially one who had a bad complexion, thick glasses and an introverted personality. With his dark curly hair, solid build, and olive skin most girls would drool. add to that he promised we could go over his aunt’s horse farm after prom. What girl’s jaw wouldn’t drop. Alas, David was a lady’s man and his promises were mere pipe dreams. He “fell in love” with someone else a week or so later and I ended up asking a friend to prom instead…a friend who eventually became my husband of 15 years. So girls keep your chins up. If the first fish gets away keep fishing because there’s plenty more.