I spoke to an old friend today who reminded me of a hysterically disastrous date I had in my early 20s.

It made me think the theme might make a good sharing thread.

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My.story begins with me sitting at a crowded bar alone for 30 minutes waiting for the guy to show up.

Just as I was leaving, I literally bumped into him as he was walking in the door.

We went somewhere else for dinner and his car ran out of gas on the way there. We were only 1/4 mile from the restaurant, so were able to pull into a parking spot on the street and walked.

We were still late for the reservation and ended up eating at at the crowded bar, where we couldn’t speak at all over the noise, while waiting for a friend of his to bring a gas can.

When we got back to his car and got it running, we went for ice cream at a Baskin Robins near a park, where we sat on a park bench to eat our cones. He leaned in to say something and the top scoop of his cone fell onto my lap.

We did have a nice talk on that park bench in the end. And it was a beautiful summer night. And he even got me home without insident. Haha!

He called the next day asking if I’d like a do-over, and I agreed.

On our next date, he banged a guy’s bumper parallel parking near the theatre. Haha!

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Who will share theirs?

Hello Jan I had to endure the heat inside a car while it was being pushed and also another time, with the same guy a bus behind us bumped the same car. I hit my head on the windshield good thing I was wearing a seat belt. I married that guy. I should’ve paid attention to the signs lol

ahem...had worked my magic...the date with ms ooo-la-la was all set for the evening...laid out my best threads...even spit shined my shoes...then lit a cigar in celebration...got sick as a dog...had to cancel...and ms ooo-la-la only gave me one strike...sigh....

hmmm...a tie...back when burger king whoppers were 39 cents (yes, i know - old as dirt), my dinner date consisted of two whopper meals - one for her and one for himself here...wha??!!...it worked many times...that is, until i took HER on a date...she ate hers and MINE!!!...busted my budget to pieces...sigh...and only a goodnight handshake...aaarrggggg!!!

that made me laugh thanks

Haha! I didn’t marry my bad date story, but we did date for awhile. Always late and quite the klutz, but a really nice guy.

Hey, wait! I remember 39c burgers!

I sat and waited, and she never showed up.

That's the "worse."

I like "disaster" dates.
I may not get a mate, but I get a story, and I get options and information.

Oh man!

That’s just rude! But what a good attitude to have about it!

Whats with the fascination of the disaster date?
Morbid curiosity?
A need to classify your own failures against others?
Seriously, I don't get it?

While I have had my fair share of date failures what makes it alluring for me to share those experiences with strangers?

Do you use it to gauge how messed up your dates were to mine?
Why, seriously, why would that matter?

Wouldn't it be more helpful to request I share the successes?
That we all might learn what works rather than what doesn't work?

This all fits nicely with my discipline that negative results in negative.
People are focused on the negative aspects in life rather than the positive.
When you seek negative, all you find is negative.

What about my story is negative?

Most people I know look back at these kinds of things and laugh.

His picture was 15 years old. He arrived bald as can be be and I only recognized him by his big nose. This lasted for 20 whole minutes.

Because a lot of the bad date stories are funny!

it was a first date and after he had finished eating he pulled a toothpick out of his pocket and proceeded to pick his teeth! The worst part was that he licked it clean & put it back in his pocket - what a class act!

Ahhhhhh......the memories. I was 34, about a year removed from my divorce, so I was basically getting my feet wet in the dating world. I had been on a few dates and none had been disastrous. So I was feeling pretty good about dating and thought that all the horror stories I had heard about were overrated.

And then I met a girl who just simply would not shut up. Ever been on a date where you only maybe say ten words in a three hour time frame? Well, ole Goof has. She would literally ask me a question, and I maybe would get one word in before she was talking about herself again. I literally looked at the waiter one time and he could read my thoughts.....even he was like "Dude. Get the "F" outta here. This chick is loco".

The kicker was that on the next day, I went on the dating site (where we had met on) and she stated that "I wasn't a good match for her". I died laughing and then put in my experience on the date "She wouldn't shut her trap unless it had food in it....and sometimes she even talked with her mouth full....which is a turn off for me and therefore I cannot date someone with terrible table manners". I might have been a bit perturbed with her.

I lost track of this thread.

Dobermangal, 15 years is too long. I believe he was in denial or at least wishful thinking if he didn’t believe he was much changed. I will admit my pic is 7 years old. My hair is longer and darker and I don’t always have a suntan...but it still looks pretty close. I could not pass something 15 years and I KNOW IT! 🤣

Desert anyone? Gross!

Wait! Did you date my sister?

Maybe your sister's evil twin or something.

You have a sister..Thats awesome