My Prom Date

January 20th, 2012 by Meg (Albany, NY)

When I was a senior in high school I was really excited about prom and the date prospects. I had a date but only weeks before the prom him and his girlfriend had gotten back together and naturally wanted to go together as they were both seniors as well. Last minute I had a friend set me up so I didn’t have to go alone. My date couldn’t have been any less interested which was rough because a girl takes so much time preparing for prom. To prove how uninterested in me he was he refused to dance or talk and at our friends after party he ended up making out in the corner with a friend of mine. The only thing that taught me was to never go on a blind date again.

The Downer

January 16th, 2012 by Felicia (Salem, Oregon)

Before I met my husband, I was seeing this guy, let’s call him Donny. We met through a popular dating website that’s supposed to match you up with people with which you are compatible. I am not sure what he put on his application, but he was really toxic. We met up, really casual, out for coffee and then a stroll through a mall I hadn’t been to in years. I was really looking forward to it and feeling really positive based on all of our communications thus far. Not even a half hour into the date, and this guy hates on every woman he sees. “She’s wearing too much perfume. Should that girl be wearing that? Wow, is she ugly!” I kid you not! Then, at the end of the date, he proceeded to tell me everything that was wrong with me. I could only sit there stunned. Why did he even want to go with me in the first place? What a woman-hater. I ran for the hills after that date. No way would I go out with him again. Thankfully, I knew there were plenty of guys out there that still love women.

I met this guy online and he was cute so I agreed to go out with him. I met him at his place. He asked if I liked coffee and I said no, so he took me to a coffee house. I had to sit and listen to him ramble on while he drank his coffee. Then he took me back to his place, which turns out was his mom’s place. He introduced me to his mom on the first date, then toured me around the house and to his room, and on his dresser was the biggest pair of panties I have ever seen. I could not wait to get out of there, and I never went out with him again.

The Ice Cream Man

December 3rd, 2011 by Amarillys (San Diego, CA)

One time in college, I was walking around my dorm’s recreation center looking for a friend to go get some ice cream with. I eventually ended up running into an acquaintance I knew had a thing for me. When I told him I was looking for a buddy to go get some dessert with, he offered right away to drive me to the Dairy Queen a couple miles away. In my head, I knew this was a bad idea, but I decided to go along with it anyway. After making me wait an hour so he could finish his game of pool, he found me to tell me he was ready for our “date.” I cringed at that word. Turns out, he was really waiting for one of his friends to take us to a party I never agreed to go to. Luckily, we never made it to the party. I was able to convince my “friend” that I really just wanted some ice cream and to head back to the dorm. This guy was not understanding me and drove me to the nearest Rite Aid so I could get HIM some strawberry ice cream. I was not happy, but I agreed since he was my ride back to school. To make a long story short, I paid for the ice cream, got dragged to the beach, heard his stories of how he got arrested, he fell asleep on me, he tried to get me to “check out the new seats in the back of his car”, was sang horribly to, and then I was asked to go out on a second date the following Saturday. I quickly got out of the car and ran away. I should have just called it a night and skipped the ice cream.

The Only Guy

August 13th, 2011 by Paul (Brookline, MA)

I work in a small office with all women, and we were recently at a staff picnic for our company. The topic of conversation turned to office romance, and some of my coworkers started counting off all of the times in the past when people from the company had dated. After listing about half-a-dozen couples, at which point I was no longer in the conversation (but still obviously within earshot), one of them said “no wonder that never happens anymore; the office is all women, and HE’s the only guy [gesturing to me].” Thanks.

No Really, I’m not Gay

May 28th, 2011 by Hetero (Dallas TX)

It’s not so bad when a woman makes a mistake and thinks you’re gay. I take it as a bit of a compliment, since the stereotype is that gay men are usually cultured, in shape, and good dressers. What is annoying is when a girl you’re talking to says she thinks you’re gay, and then tries to argue her point when you tell her that you’re not. What’s even worse is when she finds you at the bar, half an hour later, and resumes to argue that you’re gay.

Don’t Play Me

May 24th, 2011 by Mess with Texas (Austin, TX)

I was visiting town, and out at a bar with a friend. He started to talk to this girl he was kind of interested in, and I noticed that her friend was standing awkwardly alone. Her friend wasn’t really my type, but I figured I’d at least say hi. Maybe she’d be fun to talk to? I walked up and to say hello, and she snapped back: “don’t try to play me”. This was awkward, but it was worse later, while we were standing around with our friends and she was still staring daggers at me.


May 22nd, 2011 by so bad (somverville, MA)

I just had a date that was so bad it was almost funny. She did not look like her photo on the dating website, but that wasn’t the problem. Her personality was SO negative. Throughout the course of the meal (which I tried to expedite whenever I could), she managed to insult everything that’s important to me. From the really important stuff (like progressive politics and education) to the simpler things (like caring about how I dress), nothing was safe. She did not even have thoughtful critiques that expressed her own point of view; she just thought everything was dumb. She may have been the most negative person I have ever met.

The Bad Date

May 3rd, 2011 by joey-jo-jo (Boston, MA)

So I met a girl online, and she seemed interesting (cute, smart, etc.). She seemed VERY interested in meeting for a drink, which I should have taken as a bad sign, but of course I didn’t. After 45 minutes of talking down to me, insulting my intelligence, and insinuating that my friends are degenerates (they are, but you don’t have to point it out upon first meeting me) we decided to go our separate ways. I barely got a “goodbye” as she hurried onto the subway.

double rejection

October 10th, 2010 by jjnoway (Milton)

I was having a beer at this bar and I saw a pretty hot girl by herself so I thought I’d talk to her. I try to strike up a conversation and she says, “you dress badly for a gay guy.” And yeah I’m not gay.