I shaved my legs for THIS?
Have you ever been on a date where there was too much back-story and the prologue so long that you didn’t think you’d last through the appetizer, let alone dinner, and you’re thinking,“I shaved my freakin’ legs for this?”
Please welcome authors, Nancy Lauzon, Renee Wildes and Donna Alward as they join me in sharing a bad date experience.
Not only are we baring our souls with a bad date story, but we are also holding a contest for SIX PRIZES to be won!
(Contest details below)
I shaved my legs for THIS? by Selena Robins
Mine wasn’t really a planned date. It was foisted upon me by my brother (to this day, I still say in a dramatic way—”You sold me out for a ride in a fancy sports car?” Yes, I milk my childhood mishaps for all their worth.)
I was fifteen at the time and I was at a big Italian wedding with my family. One of the guests was someone I knew from the neighborhood. Every community had one. You know the type, rich, popular, great hair…the Fonzie of the neighborhood. Except he never impressed me.
A. He was too full of himself and I was never one to follow a trend or the crowd…especially the group of girls who visibly drooled whenever he entered a room.
B. His family scared me. Especially his grandmother. More on that later.
I’m pretty sure the only reason he wanted to ask me to dance was because I ignored him and didn’t salivate or swoon over him at this wedding.
Unknown to me, my brother made a backroom deal with this dude. My brother guaranteed Dude that I would dance with him if my brother got to drive his brand new sports car around the block. (16 year old’s with brand new sports car that daddy bought them, another reason not to like this guy). My brother to this day defends himself: “At least I didn’t sell you for a herd of goats.” (Like that even makes any sense or justifies his wanton greed to drive a sports car).
My brother then promised me he’d help convince my parents for me to go on a school trip, if I’d just dance with the Greek-Fonzie-Adonis for just one dance.
I thought, what the heck, one dance won’t kill me. No, it won’t kill me, but I just about killed HIM.
You see, Greek-Fonzie-Adonis was severely allergic to shellfish. I had just finished eating a shrimp cocktail.
We danced.
He went in for a kiss.
I told him he’d lose an arm, leg or whatever necessary part he loved, if he tried to kiss me.
He didn’t believe me. He planted a big one on me.
First his tongue swelled.
Then he gasped and fell to the floor.
His mother came running over with an Epi pen.
His grandmother pointed at me, gave me the “Evil Eye,” said a string of things, while shaking her bony fingers at me in Greek and then in broken English told me she put a spell on me for trying to kill her oh-so-sweet grandson.
And the band played on. . .
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I shaved my legs for this? by Nancy Lauzon
My worst date happened back in college. I had a crush on some guy who was a friend of my roommate’s boyfriend. He was very quiet, so I couldn’t tell if we had anything in common or not, but he was so good-looking I didn’t care. We went on a double date to a local amusement park. Things were going pretty well, until half-way through the evening, my date disappeared.
That’s right, he disappeared. I can’t remember the exact details. Maybe I went to the restroom or maybe he left to get cotton candy. All I know is, he vanished into thin air. My roommate and her boyfriend looked everywhere, but he was nowhere to be found. Needless to say, it was quite a blow to my ego. To say I was embarrassed would be putting it mildly.
I was almost hoping he’d been struck dead by a runaway roller coaster car, but alas, that was not the case. He never explained himself or apologized to me. His official excuse — sent via my roommate’s boyfriend — was he’d suddenly forgotten he had to be somewhere, and couldn’t find me to explain. R-iiight.
Nancy Lauzon writes the Chick Dick Mysteries, a collection of dark romantic comedies about modern, edgy Nancy Drew wannabes with baggage and a mystery to solve.
To learn more about Nancy and her books, please visit her Website and Blog.
I shaved my legs for this? by Renee Wildes
I grew up a tomboy and I’m still not a girlie-girl, but even I have my limits. I agreed to go camping with…Grizzly Adams, I swear to God. I was thinking tent and Dinty Moore and s’mores. But noooo…
It rained, the tent blew down and we had to do laundry in a RIVER. With leeches. Seriously, THAT’S what the salt was for??? Eww. Stupid me thinking it was for Margaritas! He wanted to show me this cool cave. Really cool – until a bat pooed on my head. Tried drying the darn clothes on a tree branch – I fell out of the tree. Everything smelled like mud and smoke and…trout guts. I can’t eat anything with the eyes still looking at me, people. I was starving when I got home! I took a two-hour bubble bath and pigged out on fried chicken and Haagen Dasz.
Renee Wildes writes award-winning fantasy romance for Samhain Publishing. Her Guardians of Light series is full of fantasy, action, heroics, romance and lots of critters.
To learn more about Renee and her books, please visit her website and blog.
I Shaved My Legs for THIS? by Donna Alward
When I was fourteen I experienced the sweetest, most romantic moment a fourteen-year-old girl could hope for. I was sledding with friends over the Christmas break and the whole week I’d had a thing for my friend’s cousin. He was 16. We were at the top of the hill, lying in the snow looking up at the stars, and a shooting star went zooming across the sky. And then he kissed me.
You’re all sighing right now, right? And you’re thinking, Hey, Donna, this is supposed to be a BAD DATE story. What the heck?
Fast forward about 4 years.
I’m going to university an hour or so from where this guy lives, and he calls me up, asks if I want to go out. Now bear in mind after a few months of cute letters back and forth, our brief romance kind of died off. But…good memories, right? So I say sure. It’s just a movie after all. And I’m curious.
He picks me up in his old pickup, which isn’t that big of a deal. None of us are driving anything new, we’re struggling students. Except he’s not alone. He’s brought a friend along. ON A DATE. And while I did my hair and dressed cute and all that stuff, he had on an old paid of jeans and a T-shirt and a ball cap. And not the cute kind of ball cap either, more the “I got this for free from the local garage” kind of ball cap, complete with nylon mesh. I’m already thinking this isn’t the most promising start.
The movie we go to see? The most romantic movie of all time, of course! TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES. The three of us. Then we went to a Chinese place for something to eat…let’s just say sitting there with two 20-year old guys being, well, GUYS…. (need I say more?)
To be honest, I was really disappointed. I have some very good memories of times spent in their neck of the woods and it was like he was a whole other person. Then again, maybe I was too. But I never understood why he asked me on a date and then…that was his idea of a date?
I don’t remember if he kissed me goodnight or not, or if he even tried. But I do remember being relieved when he was gone, and sad to have that teenage bubble of sweet memories popped by a pin of reality.
Donna Alward writes heartwarming romances for Harlequin and Samhain Publishing. Her 2011 title HOW A COWBOY STOLE HER HEART was nominated for several awards, including Romance Writers of America’s prestigiousRITA®.
To learn more about Donna and her books, please visit her WEBSITE or BLOG
CONTEST & PRIZES
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Posted on June 6, 2012, in Author Interviews, Book Give-away, Contest, Selena's Musings, Uncategorized and tagged Bad Dates. romantic comedy, camping, Chick Dick Mysteries, cowboy romance, Donna Alward, fantasy books, mystery books, Nancy Lauzon, Renee Wildes. Bookmark the permalink. 98 Comments.
Cute stories!
Thanks for commenting, lovetoread!
Nancy
Thanks for dropping by, lovetoreadromance (by the way, love that handle, YEAH for the romance genre)
My worst date was when I was 16 and going out with my friend’s older brother. Now, he had his own car, and was so very cool and I was excited for the date. He took me to a nice spaghetti restaurant in the city and after we sit down he says, I hope you like spaghetti with plain old sauce because I have a coupon. Yes, I say, I do like spaghetti with plain old sauce. I didn’t think that was so bad, after all we were kids and had no money. (although he had a corvette, which comes into play later)
So the waitress comes and he gives her the coupon for MY meal. He orders this big, awesome spaghetti with meat, sausage, mushrooms etc!
Blink…
Okay, that really surprised me. So after dinner he takes me home. I lived up a long, dark, winding driveway surrounded by woods and was VERY scary at night. I never walked that driveway alone. He drops me off at the bottom because he didn’t want to ‘hurt’ his car by taking it up the big, unpaved hill.
LAST DATE!
Hi, Cat, thanks for dropping by and sharing your bad date story, and I do mean BAD. I pity the woman who ended up with him.
LOL Cat! Great story! I’ve never met a Corvette owner who wasn’t a nimrod – I’m sure they’re are very nice guys who own Corvettes, but I’ve never one!
LOL Nancy, they usually have small stick shifts, perhaps that’s what makes their rod nim? LOL
I was in college and I was going out with the cute boy from my dorm. He came up my door to get me and we went out to eat. It started out okay until he started talking. He talked about himself the whole time and never once asked me a question. We went and saw The Exoticism of Emily Rose, he feel asleep and snored loudly through the movie. The he hinted that I should sleep with him because he paid. I told him I just wanted to go to my room. The next day I heard from another guy that he was bragging about banging me. To get back at the jerk I joked that He was such a tiny man. I meant his personality but everyone took it a different way. LOL Served him right
LOL Kaylynd, thanks for stopping by and sharing your bad date story. I love how your innuendo made him seem “small” LOL
I had a similar date once, where the guy took me to a fancy restaurant and then more or less say that he should have sex with me because he paid a lot for the meal.
I gave him my share of the meal, and said, “I didn’t realize you were into paying for it.” Then gave him extra, so he could get himself a better class of hooker. BYE BYE….so glad I’m not in the dating scene.
Most men need to take a dating class. Like a What No To Do on a Date. Lol My dates are so much better now that I am married. He knows that if he messes up, he will hear about it for quite some time.
Plus we don’t get a lot of child-free time so we don’t waste what little we get.
Now there’s a great idea!
As always, a great blog! Wonderful stories!
Thanks, Denise. Glad you enjoyed this blog.
I LOVED these blog posts. I mean really, we all think we’ve had terrible experiences until we see what someone else had been through. Ninja Turtles on a date! What the hell?!
Thanks, Chastity. LOL I know, sometimes we think we’re alone in some of the things we’ve been through. Feels good to share with our sisters.
And, hey, if any guys out there want to weigh-in and tell us about any nightmarish date stories, we are equal opportunity listeners.
Alright, alright, here goes…
I was 15 and finally got a date with this cute guy. He was 17, had his own car, and a flock of girls trailing after him wherever he went, so I thought, what the heck. But when he picked me up, right off the bat knew this was going to be a disaster. His ballcap was on backwards, he had on a t-shirt and sweatpants cut off into shorts. We went bowling. The entire time he’s being your typical macho-a**. No holding doors open, etc. He even told me I was, “a little too short, but still kinda cute”. The entire time he stared and made inappropriate comments about another girl there who apparently didn’t own any clothing that covered her bottom or perky top. What a jerk! After that, I didn’t go on a date with a guy until I got to know him a little better as a friend first.
Total asswagon, Chastity. I wonder where they get their date training from?
And the kicker? (and every woman can smack me for my stupidity, I WAS only 15) The guy asked me out again a while later and I went. We dated for about a month. I thought maybe we got off on the wrong foot, so gave him another chance, and for a while he was really nice, then the douchbag in him came out for all to see once again! I felt like a total idiot.
Not an idiot, 15 year old’s are known to make those kind of decisions. It’s what makes us grow and appreciate the real prince when he does come along.
Luckily, my price charming came along the following year. My hubby and I have been together since I was 16!
Omigosh, what an idiot. Thanks for sharing your date story!
Oh boy! I didn’t date too much, but one date was so bad that I’m surprised I ever went on any others. As a favor to my friend’s brother, I agreed to go out on a blind date with him and one of my other friends. I weighed 105 at the time and my blind date didn’t weigh much more. But that wasn’t the problem, the problem was, we went to an Allman Brothers concert at an indoor stadium. This was in 1975 and it seemed most people were smoking pot. But I never did. Unfortunately, in a “room” full of hundreds and hundreds of pot smokers, it didn’t matter that I didn’t smoke pot. Just being in the enclosed room forced me to breathe in the fumes.
Between standing for hours, the marijuana smoke, and the constant blaring sounds of the Allman Brothers, it wasn’t long before I started losing consciousness. My 98 pound weekling of a blind date wasn’t strong enough to hold me up. The next thing I knew, I was flat on my back staring up at my friends’ concerned faces. It took a while, but I was finally able to stand back up. Needless to say, the next time the blind date guy asked me out, I declined. LOL As a side-note – I’ve still never smoked pot, but thanks to doing a favor for my friend I know how it feels to do so. I honestly can’t understand why people smoke that stuff. If I want to swoon then I’ll do it on my own terms – like attending an Adrian Paul convention.
LOL Sharon. I’ve never smoked the stuff either, but have been to concerts that made me dizzy. One must never go on a date with a guy who cannot carry his girl. LOL
Aw, ya gotta love the 70′s – NOT! I sure don’t miss the smoke filled concerts either!
Enjoyed all those stories!
Selena – were you the inspiration for Stephanie Plum? Your story would fit right in to that series.
(hoping for for a print copy – I’m not eEnabled)
Hi, Diane, thanks for stopping by. Actually, Stephanie and I have a lot in common. Except she’s only 1/2 Italian, and I’m F.B.I. (Full Blooded Italian). LOL I could also give her a run for her money in precarious situations. And then people wonder who I created Maddie in my recent novel. LOL
I’m not as experienced as most in the dating game so it’s safe to say my “bad dates” have been limited. However, my first, big crush in college led me down a path to emotional depression. The short short version is I was ready for a relationship and she wasn’t until I walked away from her indecisiveness.
She has the most striking blue eyes and sunset blonde hair, a knock out. Little hearts floated from my eyes whenever I saw her. I felt like I was in a dream when we spoke or shared time. But, she had a big drug problem and I never indulged in such dangers.
I felt it was my responsibility to help her so I wrote a letter pleading to her to stop drug use or she would end up killing herself. Well, she didn’t take too kindly to the letter and called the cops on me. A detective called my house and informed my parents, humiliating me.
My father, who always gave me a hard time, called me names. I was ruined emotionally for a long time, not trusting any woman. What was mind-boggling was after she did this to me, she followed me around at college, showing up at parties and clubs I attended.
Hi, Mike, thanks for stopping by, we always love to have a male’s perspective. I’d call that a “Wackadoodle-date-story.” She sounded messed up, so, looking back you could say you escaped at the right time.
I think guys have their share of nutjob dates as much as women do.
Great stories. Thanks for sharing them!
Hi, Michele, thanks for stopping by the blog. Glad you enjoyed the stories.
It’s been so long since I dated.. I can’t really remember truly awful blind dates.. come on… I’ve been married for over 30 years…to my high school sweetheart… but wow… some of you have had really terrible ones… I never really dated anyone that I didn’t already know… but I’ll say that I do have some married friends who make me wonder what they do see in their spouses… the a$$e$ who think they know everything and control the entire conversations, etc.
Isn’t there a website where you can describe men who are bad date and/or marriage material? probably shut down for legal reasons..
Hi, Cate, thanks for dropping by. I know what you mean about seeing someone married to a total ass-bag-of-dirt, and I don’t think there’s such a website, but I think you’re right, for legal reasons the dirt-bags would probably have it shut down real fast.
One thing about being a writer, we can always insert these idiots into our work, with a different name and appearance and kill them off. LOL
Hi everyone!
Just got home from work and checking in. Some GREAT stories here! Sometimes all you can do is shake your head and go, “From here on out…NEVER again…” Nice to know I’m not alone in this category!
My worst was when I was 15 and my friends tried to get this guy to be my BF. This toke a few hours. Then shortly after he did he dumped me. LOL. Loved reading all your stories. Hi Renee~waving.
Sue B
katsrus(at)gmail(dot)com
Hi, Sue B. thanks for visiting the blog and sharing your story with us. 15 years old, it’s when we thought the world would end if a boy didn’t like us. LOL
Hi Sue!
Yikes – 15′s such a tough age. Well, his loss. My daughter Tami had this guy Sam ask her out, they dated for a whole week, and then he broke up w/her. Worse, HE didn’t break up w/her – he sent his best friend to do his dirty work FOR him. Coward!
Renee that is so mean. Send a friend. Geesh. I won’t say what I’m really thinking. LOL.
I agree with Katsrus, what a chicken (I’d like to use a stronger expletive but he’s only a kid). Hope he matures and learns how to deal with these things himself.
Tami gets more broke up over fights with her girlfriends than a boy. She’s more like, “Whatever. Next?” She’s young, plenty of time for THE ONE… The more jerks she meets, the better she’ll appreciate a NICE guy.
My girl handled it very well – she was even nice to Nick, the poor guy who had to break the news to her. She strongly follows the “don’t shoot the messenger” creed.
my worst date when when i had to be about 18 years old and this guy whom i didnt know but knew someone i knew she setted me up on the blind date it tutnred out bad cause we went to the movies and he was a half later late picking me up and i still remember the movie rudy so every time i see the movie i relive that day over and then he later got to obssed with me angelwolfmystic
Hi, MicheleAnn, thanks for sharing your bad date with us.
oopsi my correct email addres is angelwolfmystic@yahoo.com
I loved your experiences. It made me feel better about some of the dates I had been on.
Hi, Orelukjp, sharing helps to purge those memories. We are all in this together, since I don’t know anyone whose had a perfect dating life. Looking back though, they are humorous.
LOL Great stories! Right before I went to university, my friends were trying to set me up with guys they knew. I never hit it off with any of them. On one date, the guy didn’t even show up, but that same night, I met my future husband. So I guess, even though it started bad, it turned out well.
Good for you, Jessica. See, it was meant to be that you’d meet your wonderful husband.
What a nice ending to what could have been a disastrous evening!
Forgot email
orelukjp0 at gmail dot com
What does it say about society that we have all had bad dates. Why does this happen? I know we have to get comfortable with a person before we can feel like ourselves, but there should be a better way. Thank you all for sharing your “bad date” experiences. I’m sorry, but I did chuckle a bit.
e.balinski(at)att(dot)net
Hi, Joanne, thanks for stopping by. I’m glad you chuckled, it really is funny to look back at some of our experiences.
I think these things happen for a good reason. When you’ve had a bad experience and then you meet the person you fall in love with and have a great first, second, and twenty-fifth date and so on with, then you appreciate them that much more.
I can’t say I dated a lot, but I do know, I appreciate my husband a lot more because of some of the people I met in my past.
Looking back, it’s funny now – feel like I should be in some bizarre made-for-TV movie, but no such luck. next person who remarks about how BEAUTIFUL the Shenandoah River is, I’m gonna smack ‘em. I mean, LEECHES? Seriously? From now on, I’m taking a little Margarita w/my salt!
LOL Renee, I’m NOT a camper at all.
It’s sad in a funny way though, LOL. My question is, who is raising these men?
I have had some interesting bad dates but one that comes to mind. It was a blind date a former colleague set us up- we had exchanged photos via email. We shared some emails and he sounded really nice and interesting. He suggested we meet at a coffee shop. Excellent choice I thought. It was a rainy and cold March night. I arrived on time and he was already there. Although I was not sure because the picture he sent WAS NOT him. I kept looking at him through the course of the date to see if there was any resemblance to the phote. Couldn’t find one. The coffee shop turned into a restaurant and we needed to order a meal. I had already eaten. He got a salad and small flat bread pizza. I got tea. I had one small corner of the pizza to not appear rude. The bill game. I didn’t want to appear cheap and through in $25.00. Thinking that he would he would give me $20.00 back or give the entire $25.00 back. He took it and we walked out. I shook his hand thanked him for a nice evening. He went left and I went right. I later looked up on line for the menu. I discovered the tab was $16.00. He made money…. I got an email from him saying that he would like to see me again. I replied that I thought that even though I enjoyed the evening, I felt that there was no real connection and wished him well.
Hi, Susan, thanks for visiting my blog and sharing your story.
Not only did this dufus misrepresent himself, he was a cheapskate and con artist to boot! You were way too kind, I think I would have been a bit harsher on him.
It takes all kinds, but I bet you’re more richer for the experience and probably are more cautious now.
Omigosh, what a jerk!
I think Nancy’s story sounds the most horrendous to me. Simply hightailing it out of there without telling anyone goodbye is the height of avoidance, yeesch!
I’m 41 and have never been married but have had my fair share of bad dates. The story that always makes my friend Debbie laugh is when I joined eHarmony. I’m a psychologist living in a city, and they matched me up with a pig farmer in a rural area. REALLY? My personality matches up with a pig farmer? I ditched eHarmony for match.com without much more success!
Hi, Jenlane, thanks for stopping by and sharing your story. I had LOL at that. A pig farmer? What did they think you’d have in common? Online dating wasn’t around when I was single, but I bet there are more stories like yours because of technology dating.
However, I have known people who have had success with online dating, but they said they had to go through over 50 “coffee Meets” before they met someone worthwhile.
You could have had a life supply of bacon. LOL (sorry, but a Pig farmer?)
My hubs and I met through an online dating deal via local radio station. He was the only man I dated who my dog liked. (Very persnickety, man-hating Chow.) Good enough for my dog, good enough for me – been married 15 years now…
That’s sweet, Renee, reminds me of the movie Must Love Dogs. For us it was the other way around, my husband had a dog, and he immediately took to me, even though I’ve never been around dogs or cats (bad allergies), but the sneezing was worth it. I eventually grew used to it and allergies minimized and romance maximized, even to this day.
My daughter had a similar experience with eHarmony. She is a spiritual person, not a regular church goer, but she had dated a lot of atheists and wanted somebody with perhaps a Christian background like herself. She ended up with a ton of bible thumpers. Sorry, but you know, these guys were fanatics. One of them would read her scripture over the phone.
It took a while for my ego to recover.
I was married at 18 so no blind dates for me but my daughter just had one. A friend insisted my 28 yr. old daughter and her friend of 42 would make a nice couple. My daughter was too nice to refuse but let me tell you a few of the things he said: I live in a trailer so I guess I’m trailer trash, I haven’t had a date in over 10 years, I haven’t been to this restaturant (Olive Garden) in 20 years, I don’t really like people, I hate weddings and dancing – Boy, he really knew how to sell himself!!! My daughter tried to let him down easily by saying it was really too soon for her (she’s been divorced for over a year) but yet he told the friend who set them up that he thought it went well!!!! Clueless lol. Luckily she met someone her age at that wedding the next week lol.
OMG Catslady, I do believe people should be who they are and be themselves, but this guy’s negativity is going to keep him single for a very long time.
I can so relate to Renee’s story except mine was in Alaska and involved the last day of salmon fishing, an attack mink that tried to crawl in the boat, a live 25-pound salmon flopping around in the bottom of the boat, and a hammer. I was almost over boarded when I took the hammer to the fish and put a few dents in the boat. That guy was not happy with me and I never went out with him again. But after the fact, it is funny!
Hi, Angee, thanks for sharing your bad date, that is hilarious!
EEK – I can’t even imagine a 25-pund fish! Think musta been bigger than the mink!
LOL, that’s hilarious!
Bad date? I honestly can’t even remember the last time I went
out on a date! It must have been sometime in 1958. I went to
a party in January,1959 where I met the man I’ve been married
to for 51 years!
How sweet, Pat. That is one long date and wishing you 50 more years with your sweetheart.
Well, I liked this guy we all hung out with and he finally asked me out. I liked that he was kind of quiet and gentlemanly. So he picks me up and says “what would you like to do ” and I say Whatever you want. (Duh) The next thing I know he pulls up in front of a motel and stops. I look at him and ask if he’s crazy and he says “well you said whatever I wanted to do” lol So much for quiet and being a gentleman. Honest yes, for me NO.. He did pull away and took me home with no problem. Thank God. lol
love the other stories. I can’t read e-books (:
Carol L
Lucky4750 (at) aol (dot) com
Thanks for dropping by and sharing your story, Carol. What a total ass that guy was. He must have thought highly of himself that any woman would just hop into bed with him. Thankfully you got home safe and can now look back and roll your eyes. I pity his girlfriend/wife if he ever managed to snag one.
LOL Carol. Hey, give him kudos for being honest (kidding). My daughter went on a first date with a guy she met through a dating site. As they were driving along, he pointed to his crotch and bragged about his ‘big package’. Needless to say, it was their first and last date.
OMG, I am laughing my BUTT OFF HERE!
I started seeing my dh when I was 19 (about six months after the horrible date!) so it’s been pretty good dates since then. Our first date included a movie and a moonlight walk on the beach.
And I did have a high school steady for quite a while. Our first real date could have been a disaster, but he was really sweet about it and it was no big deal. When you’re sixteen you’re pretty mixed up and I think in the end we were definitely not meant to be, but he did have some good points. I think at that age our problems were with ourselves – because he was always kind even when he (we) were screwed up. It’s nice to have some fond memories to go with the bad.
There was this once though when I was riding on a dirt road on the back of a guy’s moped and we hit a bump, I fell off, and was dragged for a few feet. I was wearing shorts. Not my finest (or most graceful) moment.
LOL Donna, I’ve had those ungraceful mishaps myself. Looking back, all that angst we had as teens, we can now laugh, but it seemed so dramatic at the time.
Ouch, Donna that sounds painful. Tread marks on your thighs, that had to hurt.
Love the posts, I had a good laugh first thing in the morning. I can’t think of a funny date story. I guess my dates were boring.
Hi, Rita, thanks for dropping by and so glad you had a good morning laugh.
Those are awesome stories. I was laughing so hard I had to stop and read it twice.
Ashley
I’m glad you enjoyed the blog, SMT. I am also enjoying all the stories that the commentators are sharing.
When we were in college my twin sister and I traded places and went to a dance with dates who really didn’t know us well enough to tell us apart….as the evening wore on some friends of ours greeted us calling out our real names and spoiled the evening….the only people not confused by the whole charade were my sister and I who have had many laughs about that over the years. Not my worst date but I’m sure the guys would say it was theirs.
LOL Jackie. That would make for a great storyline trading places.
I had a crush on this boy who I thought just about ruled the world. He was so good looking and I was just the opposite. With red hair and ears which my mom would say rivaled Dumbo, I never ever thought he would notice me. He asked me if I would like to go to a movie and of course I said yes. I think that I probably didn’t sleep for days just waiting for that night to come. It did and he picked me up. He had the sweetest smile and I was so proud to be his date. He bought me popcorn and soda and sat close to me. I really thought I was in heaven. He took me home and before we got out of the car, he took out a calculator and after putting in some numbers he showed me the final figures. He told me that this is what I owed him for the date. I just looked at him and then he said “hey, you don’t think I am going to pay for this mercy date do you?”. He broke my heart. I didn’t cry in front of him though as I waited until I got inside. It took me a long time to get over that date but I finally did. It was the worst date of my life and even today I still am embarrassed at how stupid I was .
Hugs, Laurie. You weren’t stupid at all. That guy was a total jackass-dirtbag-insensitive-asshat. His exterior may have been nice looking, but he’s downright ugly to the core of his soul.
Ok, my mouth dropped open reading this. That’s just CRUEL. I hope you got revenge later, Laurie, by finding someone MUCH more deserving of your time and affection.
My worst date was a first date. Out on the dance floor my silky knickers decided to go south. It was NOT an invitation.
LOL Mary, I know it must have been mortifying at the time, but I’m sure you can look back and laugh about it now. Gives the phrase, don’t get your knickers in a twist a whole new meaning.
Loved the post! Great stories!
I dont have any bad date stories to tell. Thanks for sharing! 
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A guy brought his best friend along on a date with me once. (I later found out he had a girlfriend, so I guess he wanted some cover in case she saw him on campus with me.) And I’ve had my share of dud fix-ups, too, not to mention a double date where the *other* guy was the one I’d been crushing on for months (spoiler alert: they got married!)…oof.
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I think these guys need to have a simple to read book, Dating for Dumbasses. LOL
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I don’t even want to call my bad experience a date except that is how it started. this guy asked me out and we went for a hamburger..well another guy join us and I ended up with two fellows. Only trouble was these two guys thought I must had been easy and wanted to play games..I soon found out I was with two guys who only had one thing in mind. I have to say by now I was scared as both of these guys could had over powered me but I told them if they were smart they would just take me home and forget they ever saw me. I ended up telling them I had two uncles who were cops and they best take me home and forget any ideas they had. I lost a head scarf and about ten years of my age as I was scared to death but I did get home and no harm came to me. It was months that I even considered seeing anyone else as that experience showed me how easily I could had been raped not by one but two fellows. I saw the one who asked me out afterwards but he kept his distance and never left on he knew me. I often wonder if he believed my story about my uncles.
Susan, that must have been a horrifying experience. I’m so glad that you got home safe. Thanks for sharing your experience, I’m sure it’s helped a few young women out there who may find themselves in this situation and have them say the same thing you said about your uncles being cops.
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