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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!

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!!!

Misrepresenative

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February 20th, 2013 by berite (Missouri Valley IA)

This man said he was 42 in his profile, athletic and self employed . We talked via email for about a week and then by phone. We arranged to meet at a local diner. As I sat waiting, I observed a poor older man struggling with his walker. I thought, “poor guy can barely move.” Well imagine my horror when the old guy turned out to be my date! He tripped into the diner looked my way, smiled and called out, “there’s my girl!” OMG the only saving grace is I figure onlookers assumed I was his daughter. It turns out his pictures had been taken back in the eighties and he recently had both hips replaced!!! I informed him I could not stay on the date as he totally misrepresented himself. I wished him luck, got up and left. Later, he texted me and told me he was better off not seeing a “superficial bitch” like me.

The Blind (*wrong) Date

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February 13th, 2013 by Mandy (Elizabeth City NC)

I had a blind date that was set up by a friend. However, although the boy I was to meet for the date was to call first, we missed each others call and so did not get a chance to actually talk before we met. So I showed up for the date not really knowing what to look for since I only had a brief description of my date. However, when I got to the restaurant there was a man sitting at the door waiting for his date. He overheard me on the phone with my friend telling her that I was there and what should I look for. In doing so the man thought I was in fact his date. So he came up and we started talking and then we proceeded to have a seat and order dinner. After we ordered our dinner we started talking and about the shared friend and realized that we actually were not the blind dates that were set up. However, we did find our actual dates and we all ended up eating together.

Speechless in Atlanta

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January 15th, 2013 by Gabby (Atlanta, GA)

I was set up on a blind date by a friend of mine. She told me how nice he was, we were interested in the same things, and we were perfect for each other. I reluctantly agreed. When we met at the restaurant I quickly learned that he didn’t speak English. I don’t know a lick of Spanish so we ate quietly occasionally trying to act out what we were saying. We laughed about it. At least I think he was laughing about the mix-up.

Deja Vu

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January 9th, 2013 by Sasha (Goshen, VA)

It had been a while since my boyfriend and I split up and eventually I began to search for someone else to date. I had recently made a new friend I met through work and she said she had the perfect guy for me to date. She didn’t give me any specifics, she claimed it was going to be a blind date. I had never been on one of those before but, I was excited none the less. Well, I showed up for the blind date wondering what to expect. I certainly didn’t expect my ex to walk in being led by my new friend. It turns out he was to be my date for the night.

I was visiting a friend in New York City who suggested that I go out on a blind date with one of his coworkers. He didn’t tell me much about her, except that her name was Marissa and she was average height, blonde, and attractive. Being that she was interested in the same things as me, I didn’t really think to ask for defining features: I was just so excited to go out on a date after being single for so long. I arrived at the bar my friend told me about and was looking around. Every girl there was blonde and seemed to make eye contact with me, so I kept saying, “Are you Marissa?” They all kept rolling their eyes and walking away from me. Finally, this girl said, “Yes, I am. I’ve been waiting!” She was cute, so I offered to buy her a beer and we got to chatting. Not even five minutes later, this huge football player looking guy taps me on my shoulder. “That’s my girl,” he yells. I look at him, and then at Marissa, and then back at him. I said, “No, we’re on a date.” He looked at her and said, “Samantha, you’re seeing this guy behind my back?” I realized this strange girl was not my blind date at all, but someone milking me for a drink. Then the linebacker threw a punch and I was on the bar floor in moments. Just as the bartender kicked me and the other guy out, I clutched a bloody nose and saw a very attractive looking woman avoid my eye. I later found out that was, in fact, my blind date. Needless to say, she never got in touch with me for another try.

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 had to do a project with a girl in my class, and all during our meeting she talked about the blind date she was going on and how nervous she was. I ended up doing all the work and told her that she was really no help to me. After that, she was very bitchy and threw me some nice insults before she stormed off. That night, me and my friend went on a double date with this girl he liked and her friend. The friend (who was supposed to be for me) was the girl from my class. It went on from there, we didn’t say one word to each other and my friend cant really keep conversation. On top of that, my friend tried to make conversation on how great a friend I was, and that the girl is lucky to have this opportunity with me. Then my friend payed the check and the girl my friend was interested in never called him again. I felt bad but it was probably for the best.

A couple of years ago I got out of a horrible relationship. The relationship lasted 3 years so I was pretty bummed when I was dumped. I decided to start dating again so I recruited all my friends to find me single men. This was a huge mistake, as some of my friends have completely different tastes in men than I do. I went on at least twenty dates, and they all became a blur until the very last one. My friend Cara set me up with her older brother’s roommate, Travis. She told me he was tall and had dark hair, which I’m attracted to tall, dark, and handsome men. I agreed to meet him at the Rec Plex to go ice skating. I drove up to the Rec Plex and waited for Travis by the entry as we planned. I saw someone drop this awkwardly lanky guy off. He had a baby blue scarf and a hat with the ball at the end of it. I thought, ladies and gentlemen we have a winner, as he shook my hand vigorously and mumbled “Travis”. You see Travis was nervous about the date, but he was more nervous about ice skating. He said “I’ve never been ice skating before, and I’ll end up in the emergency room. There will be blood everywhere.” I told him hew was overreacting and to try. We made it one lap and he slipped. A little girl skates right over his hand. I gasped. He was in the fetal position on the ice. We had to rush him to the hospital. The whole ride there he was crying and saying he was right. I felt terrible. When we got to the ER, the nurse asked me if I was his girlfriend, and I said “Hell no!”