My worst first date ever

2024 Author: James Gerald | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 14:00

Last week, we found out what can scare a man off on a first date. Women also had to go through many disappointments in similar situations. Today victims share their memories.

Reason for jealousy

I will never forget one of my dates - shock, thrill and thriller. I quarreled with my boyfriend, and my friend decided to console me. “I have a cool guy for you,” he says. I showed him a photo on the Internet, like nothing, and I agreed. He called me on the phone and asked me out on a date in a very pleasant voice. In anticipation, I brought the beauty - and forward. And I myself secretly dream that mine will see us with this gentleman and be jealous. I was walking, suddenly a nightmare with a huge head, hunchback and with thin, thin legs was taxiing towards me. I look at the face for a long time and understand that this is him. I drew on myself a courtesy, and I myself was thinking how to quickly carry my legs away and just not to meet anyone. Come on, keep quiet, he holds me with a sticky hand (must have been nervous). Less than ten minutes later, the law of meanness began to work: my young man was walking right at us. You should have seen his eyes - crazy! Yes, and I am disgusting to remember. Probably, if I walked naked down the street, it would not be so ashamed!

Master of Kisses

We met this boy on the Internet. There was something about him that I agreed to a date. It was a wonderful autumn, warm and very beautiful. We walked for a long time, chatted nicely. Then we reached a bench on the embankment and sat down. And then … I want to say that I have nothing against some body contact on the first date. So when he kissed me, I didn't really strain. But gradually …

His kisses were insistently turning into some kind of disgusting licking. In addition, he began to give instructions on where to turn my tongue, how to touch it, and so on … Then - more, right on the bench …

Usually my mom doesn't bother me on dates, but then, luckily, she called. I've never been so happy about a phone call before. He gave me a reason: I lied something about forgotten keys and quickly ran away. I felt completely nauseous and for another three months I could not look at young people without disgust.

Blind date

Five years ago I was a fool, I loved intrigue and adventure on my head. Once went to first date blindly. We met by phone (he got to the wrong place), made an appointment at the casino. He said he would drive up in a cherry car. I, of course, dressed up, I'm standing there. Indeed: a cherry … "six" drives up, and a "handsome" falls out of it - such a shaved big man, his face shines, his eyes are swollen and shine with anything but intellect. This is what I got into! The day turned out to be that: he dragged me into the park, where he selflessly shot at the shooting range, then weighed himself on the musical scales, crowed in some kind of competition and sang in karaoke. Then I listened to a long lecture about how smart and handsome he is. What a cool sales rep he is and the like. Thank God, he turned out to be a harmless fool, he didn't have to take his legs. Of course, we never saw each other again. The wackiest date ever.

Who should pay at the restaurant on the first date?

	Of course, a man!
	Everyone has to pay for themselves.
	If you like a man, you can let him pay off.
	No "should", how it turns out - it turns out that way.

Poor student

I met one guy in the chat, made an appointment. Almost immediately after "Hello, I'm Igor" he warned me that he was just a poor student and not only did not have a car, but even money for a cafe. But this, they say, is still glamorous rubbish, and therefore we'd better go for a walk.

We were walking for two hours along the cold streets (the wind was disgusting), and he explains to me what all these rich people are - bastards, thieves, bastards, goons. And how unbearable it is for a decent person to live in a merciless corrupt world. When a good, intelligent upbringing interferes with stealing, and “rich monsters” do not give money normally. If someone left him an inheritance or gave him a couple of apartments in the center of the city, then yes, he, of course, would be promoted. And in another way, you see, it is in no way possible to live … When he called me a few days later, I sent him …

Cake lover

In youth, everything is very romantic and exciting - every woman knows this. Especially when you are preparing and anticipating. Then, later, dates become more mundane and boring, even the first ones. As if the same banal scenario is being played out - we agreed, met, went to a cafe, chatted about some abstract topic, then decided the question “to me or to you,” and the topic is closed. But recently I had an unexpected date that destroyed the boring familiar scheme … We went into a cafe and ordered tea with a bunch of cakes. By the way, he chose - I remember, I thought, oh, what a sweet tooth. Having eaten 6 or 7 pieces and washed down with three cups of tea, he began to somehow nervously glance in the direction of the exit. I understood everything when they brought the bill: the poor man twitched like a shot hare. I had to pay for everything myself. For some reason, it became very easy, fun and bitter at the same time. I feel sorry for myself. After the cafe, we immediately parted with him, of course, forever. And now I think: "Maybe the person just wanted to eat?"

Authoritarian businessman

A friend asked me to go instead of her to first date with some "cool businessman" (she couldn't go herself). She, too, has not yet seen him, but it seems there should be nothing. And my friend and I are very similar. We agreed to meet in a cozy expensive cafe in the city center. I settled down there on the sofa, took off my shoes, sip a martini, a cigarette, the music is quiet. I'm waiting. There is no half an hour, no hour. Only some botanist aged nervously walks around the hall.

I called my friend: "Where is he?" - "Where are you? He made my phone hot, it dangles back and forth for an hour. And then it dawned on me: this crumpled type, similar to last year's snow, is the coveted businessman. Such is the taste of a friend. What to do? I had to get acquainted.

And right away he says to me edifyingly: "It's not good to tuck your legs when the skirt is so short." I stare at him blankly, call the waiter, order another martini. "How much have you already drunk?" - that's for me. And then to the waiter: “She’s enough, you can only have mineral water”. Anger woke up in me: "Then vodka, please, 100 grams." Botanist: "You can't drink vodka after martini, and in general you smoke a lot." Laughter began to make me out. "Well, I think, friend, I'll arrange for you …" The botanist and right there: "You can't laugh so loudly for a girl, it's indecent." My laughter stuck in my throat, and suddenly I very calmly, syllables rapped out: "Listen, uncle, we will part with you now, otherwise I am not responsible for your health." He turned to stone. Then I paid for the martini and vodka and called a taxi.

The guy of my dreams

There were no mobile phones in our youth. We agreed to meet the young man somehow. I was very worried, being a timid and inexperienced girl, and the guy … In general, it was the guy of my dreams … Just in case, I decided to be late so that I didn't think I was thirsty and in awe. Preparing for first date from the very morning, it seems, she created a real work of art out of herself. In short, I was forty minutes late. I looked: standing, with a bouquet of roses. I crept up internally, crossed myself mentally and quickened my pace … And then I see that he is throwing flowers into the urn and, like a meteor, disappears … I wanted to rush after him, but I burst into tears and trudged home. And in the evening a call: “I was there, but did not wait. It is not good to deceive. And then I told him, not hiding my tears, I told him everything - honestly and sincerely (as I was deliberately late). He laughed for a very long time and asked for a new meeting. In general, this was my future husband. Loved, the only one.