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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!

Exchanging “Kisses”

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October 18th, 2012 by The Inhaler (Lubbock, TX)

The first girl that I ever went on an actual date with did not turn out quite like I imagined. I did the cliche date that I had always heard about growing up, dinner followed by a movie. I had also heard growing up that there was the chance of a “goodnight kiss”, so I was excited and nervous. I had practiced my kissing, on pillows and hands of course, all week leading up to the date. I couldn’t wait for that magical moment that we would get to kiss. We ate dinner at a fast food hamburger place, keep in mind that I was in high school, and then went to the theater to see some comedy movie. During the movie, we were holding hands, and I decided to go for it. I leaned in and planted a kiss on her. The kiss was going well at first, but as our lips parted, there was suddenly a rush of air filling my mouth along with a small grunting sound. My magical first kissed had turned into her burping in my open mouth. My cheeks puffed out, and I wasn’t quite sure what to do. I didn’t want to swallow her burp air, so I of course, blew it back into her mouth. Needless to say, the mood was killed, and we had no second date.

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!”

I talked with a guy online for awhile and he seemed really cool. We met for a date and it soon became apparent that the vivacious and interesting man online was in reality a major bore. We sat through an awkward meal where he complained about how girls dislike him and usually don’t want to date him. He said he was anxious to find a girlfriend before his deployment overseas, so I felt majorly pressured to make a commitment. On the drive home, he complained at length about the last girl he dated (and rejected him). I felt very sorry for him, but didn’t want to date someone out of pity. When he asked me to be his girlfriend I declined. I’m sure he complained about my rejection on his next date…

The Time When The Fire Died

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September 13th, 2012 by Tommy Gunn (Los Angeles)

It was a cold winter night and she was really itching to get back to my apartment. I was very excited to say the least. She was a 10 out of 10, no doubt. When we got back she asked for some wine. I was thinking to myself that the whole thing was going perfectly. We lit a fire in my living room fireplace. The mood was perfect. And then the doorbell rang. It was my boss. I answered the door, stunned. My boss saw what was going on and, to my horror, I found out that the girl I was courting was my boss’s daughter. Yeah….needless to say it was a slight mood killer.

Walmart Dating

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September 8th, 2012 by Anguish (Hamburg, PA)

I started talking to this guy through a popular online dating site and everything was going great. He was cute and had a great personality. We talked on the phone and agreed to meet up at Walmart before going out somewhere else. I got to Walmart before him and was about to leave when he finally showed up. He looked nothing like his photograph, about 50 lbs more and a lot less hair. He suggested we walk around the store for a little and decide where to go. I agreed and we walked around Walmart for the next 20 minutes as he told me random facts about himself and made creepy passes at me. When we got outside the store, I was ready to go home, but he wanted to do something else. He told me he didn’t have any money though, and suggested that we go parking instead. I told him that I was too tired to go anywhere and left. Never to contact him again.

Desperate Times

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August 26th, 2012 by Musicality (Westminister, CO)

After being single for some time, I decided to let a guy I had been acquaintances with take me out, despite the fact that I wasn’t physically attracted to him at all (we all know it matters). He showed up at my house in a t-shirt with stains on it, and wanted to go to a park so we could “actually talk” since a movie doesn’t really lend itself to talking. Of course, this also indicates, “I have no money to take you out.” After a bit of time sitting in a park chatting, he took me back home. Luckily, he didn’t try for a kiss or anything, but he proceeded to ask me to be his girlfriend many times over the next several weeks. I finally had to turn my “No, thanks, I’m busy” into the blunt “I don’t really like you.” He asked me out several times after that.

The Third Wheel

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March 21st, 2012 by John (San Diego, California)

So I arranged a first date with a girl who I liked to go to a Padres baseball game. I told a friend, Raul, about it and he suggested that he ask out a girl that he was interested in and we could do a double first date. Now Raul is the friend that everyone in the group knows is an idiot. We all loved him but he wasn’t the guy who you wanted to go with on a date. He did already have four tickets, so I reluctantly accepted. In addition, since we all lived on campus and he had the biggest car he volunteered to drive us all. I should have known better. So the day came and he picked up me and the girl, who had been hanging out. As soon as he gets in the car, his date called and cancelled. Now it was a first date with a girl that I liked, plus the friend who wouldn’t shut up. And it wasn’t just chatter. He talked about all the stuff that guys talk about without girls around; crude sexual jokes, masturbating, other dumb stuff. My night (the game ended up lasting for 3.5 hours) was mainly doing damage control. I barely spoke to my date one on one. By the time the game was over and we got back to my place, I tried to laugh it off as just Raul being Raul, but the damage was done. Suffice to say I never heard from this girl again.

Timing is Everything.

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March 13th, 2012 by Sara (Provo, UT)

I had really liked a guy my friend introduced me to. He was really cute and she arranged a meeting. He asked me out for a date and we agreed on a time for him to pick me up. That night I began getting ready early because I really wanted to look good. One hour before it was time, he knocked on the door. I had just gotten out of the shower and threw on a robe. I answered the door. The robe was up to my neck. He was surprised that he had gotten the time wrong. I had wet hair and no makeup so I asked him if he could come back. He agreed to come back an hour later. He did but the date was really bad all night. Later my friend called him to find out what he thought. He said he was really offended that I had answered the door in my robe and that I wasn’t ready. He wouldn’t give me another chance. What was I supposed to do? Not answer the door? He was the one that had the time wrong. I’m sure he didn’t want me to go with wet hair and no makeup. It was a no win situation. I saw him many months later. He was just as cute as ever but he totally ignored me.

The Creepy Doctor

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February 24th, 2012 by Ronnie (Chicago, IL)

I guess my first mistake was meeting a guy on myspace. You live and learn. 5’10” turned out to be 5’4″ with lifts in his shoes and the thick curly hair from his 10 year old picture must have fallen out of his head and multiplied on the visible parts of his body. He literally had a sweater growing out of his t shirt. Looks aren’t everything but sadly the personality was not much better. He made a point of mentioning that he was a doctor repeatedly and that he drive a BMW. Bully for you but enough bragging. He made a big deal that he’d be buying the drinks, and I could “wink wink” (he actually said wink wink) pay him back later. He actually had the nerve to put his hand on my thigh after this. Now, I know, myspace, but my profile wasn’t racy in the least and stayed that I was a kindergarten teacher at a Catholic school so I don’t think I had this coming. I paid him back by excusing myself to the bathroom. I then excused myself all the way to my car and home. I blocked him from my account. Now I know never use myspace as a dating site.