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BadAmy said:
Title...self explanatory. Do share:)


Me? Best first date, he took me to the Shriner's Circus. We met through a personal ad and looking back, that was quite the gamble, I could have been deathly afraid of clowns. He got some that night.

Worst first date, took me out for dinner and ate like a pig. Just grossed me out entirely. I went home right after. Alone. Blech.

Xxo
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Best: met through a mutual friend, realised we both had tickets for the same gig (Gomez) and were going alone. Made it a date, enjoyed a great show and had sex several times that night. Dated for 6 months.

Worst: Well, now. Met online, both mid twenties. Chatted for about 2 months and decided to meet. She lived about 20 miles outside the city. We arranged to meet in a pub, Saturday late afternoon. I'm sat there, nursing a pint because I don't want to get drunk. Half an hour passes. I think about texting but don't want to be pushy.

After an hour, I opt for pushy. She says she's almost there, she was delayed by her mother. I didn't pay much attention to that.

More fool me.

She eventually pitched up and hour and a half late, looking absolutely lovely. And she had her mother with her. Mother did not like the cut of my jib. Not. One. Bit.

Which was upsetting, because despite the obvious surprise, disappointment and a bit of anger, I was the perfect gent.

After an hour, mother announced they were leaving.

That night I sent an email, basically saying wtf?

Never heard back.
 
My worst first date - was setup by a friend, she didnt show up.
My best date - hmmm, there are a couple that come to mind. We met at a friends birthday party, we didnt know each other. We got on fairly well and exchanged numbers. We arranged to meet for coffee one weekend, around 2pm (so technically not a date). We hit it of straight away, we spent the rest of the day together. Talking and talking and talking. Spent a few hours in the coffee shop, went for a walk along the river. Before you know it, it was around 7pm. So we went for dinner. I didnt get home till just after midnight. Whilst there wasnt any sex, and only a long kiss goodnight. It was still a great first date. We got on so well. The start of a great, but short relationship. Brings a tear to my eye every time I think about it.
 
On a first date - she sat down across the table from me in the cafe, and the first words out her mouth were, "I am so done with dating."

Hard to know where to go from there!
 
He's like "Put on some romantic music..."

So I played "Amish Paradise"

Never saw him again... *shrugs* :D
 
My worst date was in my first semester of my 2nd year of university. The guy took me out for a nice dinner, everything was going fine. Then afterwards he took me to a party where he got so drunk & was completely obnoxious in every way. :rolleyes:

Best date was during my 2nd semester of my 2nd year just before Valentine's Day. He was a complete gentleman, we had a lovely dinner out which lasted 4 hours as we were chatting away. Afterwards we went for a little walk, then he took me back to my resident building where we sat & talked in his car for another hour. He walked me to the door & I gave him a small kiss.
I had never had feelings for another guy like I had for him. He was all I could think about & luckily he felt the same way about me. We went out again then became a couple. In the summer after our 4th & final year at university he proposed to me, married 14 months later in Sept. of '04 :heart:

L:rose:
 
Leigh81 said:
My worst date was in my first semester of my 2nd year of university. The guy took me out for a nice dinner, everything was going fine. Then afterwards he took me to a party where he got so drunk & was completely obnoxious in every way. :rolleyes:

Best date was during my 2nd semester of my 2nd year just before Valentine's Day. He was a complete gentleman, we had a lovely dinner out which lasted 4 hours as we were chatting away. Afterwards we went for a little walk, then he took me back to my resident building where we sat & talked in his car for another hour. He walked me to the door & I gave him a small kiss.
I had never had feelings for another guy like I had for him. He was all I could think about & luckily he felt the same way about me. We went out again then became a couple. In the summer after our 4th & final year at university he proposed to me, married 14 months later in Sept. of '04 :heart:

L:rose:
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I am floating after reading that! Sigh!!!!:heart::heart: thank you xxo
 
I'm really struggling to think of this.
The last time I dated was back in 1992.:eek:
Considering I had (I think) a maximum of 8 first dates.

Worst 1st date I can remember.
I dated a girl called Zoe once. We went out on her monthly staff night out with all the girls she worked with (all nurses). We went to a night club. A couple of hours in one of the girls told me Zoe had bumped into an ex boyfriend. I found them sat in a corner booth with her wanking him off.
I went home not long after that. The girl who told me however, is now my present wife.

I'll have a think for best.
 
snexxer said:
I'm really struggling to think of this.
The last time I dated was back in 1992.:eek:
Considering I had (I think) a maximum of 8 first dates.

Worst 1st date I can remember.
I dated a girl called Zoe once. We went out on her monthly staff night out with all the girls she worked with (all nurses). We went to a night club. A couple of hours in one of the girls told me Zoe had bumped into an ex boyfriend. I found them sat in a corner booth with her wanking him off.
I went home not long after that. The girl who told me however, is now my present wife.

I'll have a think for best.
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I'm hoping your best hasn't happen yet
 
This is tough...

Best first date is perhaps one that started out not as a date. We were colleagues of sorts and both married (though she was in the process of getting separated). We decided to go out for coffee one afternoon, chatted on and on transforming our coffee date into dinner, which went on and on. I had taken public transportation to meet her so she offered me a ride home, which turned into a cup of tea. After which it turned into 'dessert'. We had an ongoing affair for several years. It was crushing when I moved away and decided to stay with my wife...

Worst first date - I would say happened back when I was in my late 20s, before I married. Met a woman who was friends of friends at a happy hour once. We got along and so I asked her out. We met for dinner the following weekend. When she arrived 15+ minutes late, it was clear she already had a bit to drink. She ordered a bottle of wine and drank most of it herself (which of course I all paid for, even though I had a very limited budget and was saving up for graduate school). then we went to a bar (I should have known better) and she got stupidly trashed. I was gentlemanly enough to escort her home even though she lived the opposite direction as I - she was loud and obnoxious, though at least she didn't puke on the metro! She called and left a message a few days later, but I never returned her call...
 
Worst:

A bar in DC. Super crowded. I got to the place a bit early and decided to grab a table instead of waiting out front like I normally do. I didn't want us to not have a place to sit.

Found a hi top for two and grabbed it.

Sent her a text saying where I was. She said she was running late (not unusual in DC) and so I waited.

Grabbed a beer and waited.

Happy Hour is in full swing, folks are wondering why there is a chair being held, getting the side eye as I have been waiting for awhile.

About half an hour late she walks in. I see her at the door, wave at her, she doesn't wave back, but walks over all confidence and swerve. She approaches the table, looks me up and down, and announces to whomever, "Wow. You are fatter than in your pictures."

She then turned around and walked out.

The people around me were shocked. I was shocked. The bartender gave me another beer.
 
Spins said:
Worst:

A bar in DC. Super crowded. I got to the place a bit early and decided to grab a table instead of waiting out front like I normally do. I didn't want us to not have a place to sit.

Found a hi top for two and grabbed it.

Sent her a text saying where I was. She said she was running late (not unusual in DC) and so I waited.

Grabbed a beer and waited.

Happy Hour is in full swing, folks are wondering why there is a chair being held, getting the side eye as I have been waiting for awhile.

About half an hour late she walks in. I see her at the door, wave at her, she doesn't wave back, but walks over all confidence and swerve. She approaches the table, looks me up and down, and announces to whomever, "Wow. You are fatter than in your pictures."

She then turned around and walked out.

The people around me were shocked. I was shocked. The bartender gave me another beer.
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What an inconsiderate cunt.
What about the best one???
 
Worst - A date with somebody I had met through an online dating site. It had SEEMED like it went well. We met for lunch and then had drinks at the bar. Just as we were about to leave, after we had been there for 2-3 hours, she went to the bathroom and then disappears (never came back)...so obviously she just slipped out the door as I was at the outdoor bar out back. After THINKING that we had a nice time (I didn't think that it was perfect, but thought that it had gone relatively nicely), I was left just feeling like a complete fool and swear that I just stood there waiting for 30 minutes.

Best - Went to dinner and then back to her place. She invited me in and we spent much of the night just talking and then kissing and then.....after what I swear was about 8 hours of foreplay...had sex. Neither of us had planned for that; not even when we started kissing, but neither of us regretted it either. It all just seemed right and lead to a rather long-term relationship.
 
Best was with an older man I met in a club. He came in near closing time and had been watching me dance. Said he really wanted to dance with me. I told him to meet me back there the following week but to come earlier. I gave him my phone number.

He called me a few days later and said he couldn't wait till the weekend. I told him to meet me at the same club in an hour. To our dismay, there was no band playing that day so no dancing. We took a few sips of our drinks and I said we should get out of there. When he asked me where to, I said back to my apartment. I lived about a block away. Now mind you, I am not in the habit of doing such things but it felt right.

We walked in, plopped down on the daybed and quickly began undressing each other. We came a few times there, then went into the bedroom where we came a few more times in all sorts of ways. He left the next day around noon. I think I was either working the late shift or off that day.

We were together for about a year. Sadly, he had a wandering eye.

Worst would be with a short little guy from Sri Lanka. I saw him in that same club. He looked sad. I went over to talk to him. He asked me out. He didn't seem to be my type at all but he seemed so sad, I agreed to go to dinner with him. He lived at the other end of the city and had no car. He had to take a bus. He met me at the restaurant. While we were waiting to be seated, he blew his nose very loudly on his scarf that was around his neck. Ew.

Then he tried to order for me. I was a vegetarian at the time and I'm a picky eater so did not want what he was going to order. It was a cold day. I ordered hot tea and he got upset that I drank it straight. Said tea needed to be boiled in milk and sugar. I was like... Ick. No. He told me he would come to my house and show me how to make it. No, no, no.

From there we went to a club that I didn't like. It was a fancy one with an expensive cover charge. It was the kind of place where people go to show off. We were wearing casual clothes. Some women were making fun of him for the way he looked.

He wanted to read my palm. I can read palms. I didn't need him to do it but he insisted. Pretended to read it and told me we would get married and have children. Alarm bells went off. I didn't want to get married. I told him I wasn't feeling well and wanted to go home.

I had to drive him to this bad part of town where all the hookers hung out at night so he could catch a bus home as all the buses in the North end stopped running at that hour.

A few days later, he came into the store where I worked. I ran into the stockroom and around, trying to get into my office. He knew that I worked in the office so was banging on the office door screaming, "The love of my life! She is running from me!" A helpful coworker who was clueless thought this really was my new boyfriend. Meanwhile I had headed back towards the stock room and he was hot on my tail.

A male friend noticed the situation. I had told him of the date. He yanked me not only into the small men's break room but into the bathroom at the back. Luckily no other guys were in there. We were both pressed up against the wall, trying not to laugh. Meanwhile, two other male friends were in there eating their lunch. They knew of the situation too and kept telling him there was no one in that store by that name and he needed to leave.

He kept insisting he had seen me. They tried to convince him that either he was unwell or just saw someone who looked like me. Thankfully I never saw him again!
 
I was 19, engaged. We got in a fight, don't remember about what, but I took my ring off and said I wasn't OK with him talking to me that way. He then threw the ring into a field. A ring that had cost more than the car I was driving at the time, in a hay field. He then spent the few hours looking for the ring in the dark while I went home and to bed. He did find it, then 10 years later I lost it in a move. :p
 
Little_Sister said:
I was 19, engaged. We got in a fight, don't remember about what, but I took my ring off and said I wasn't OK with him talking to me that way. He then threw the ring into a field. A ring that had cost more than the car I was driving at the time, in a hay field. He then spent the few hours looking for the ring in the dark while I went home and to bed. He did find it, then 10 years later I lost it in a move. :p
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It's like that scene in Friday Night Lights (the movie) when Tim McGraw threw his own state championship ring out the window of a moving car.

Texas Forever.
(except that's from the TV version of FNL)
 
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