Date night is supposed to be filled with romance and compassion for your SO. Unfortunately for these lovers, the night couldn't have turned out worse.
You Can Always Judge A Person’s Character By How They Treat Their Server
“I’m impressed and entertained pretty easily. It takes a lot for me to have a bad date or ‘judge’ anyone.
I went on a date with quite a rich guy about a year ago. He was nice, fit, handsome, well educated and well dressed. Basically everything a girl would ‘want.’ To be honest, I only went on the date because I loved how he spoke.
We had a nice time, I guess. However, the whole time he spoke about himself. Or tried to impress me in some way. To the point where we went to a sports store and he ‘casually’ bench pressed and whatever in front of me, claiming he wanted to ‘test it out.’
He spoke about buying expensive beverages and whatnot – and don’t get me wrong, I love a nice bottle, but I had literally gotten sloshed off of Franzia the day before with friends. I’m not picky and he talked about drinking $100 bottles nightly. Idiot.
The last straw was going to a sweet, independent café. They got the order mixed up by a tiny detail, and he huffed like the biggest pompous jerk. ‘I’m never coming HERE again.’
I was like, ‘Forget you, man. I don’t care if your family owns half of this city, but treat cafés and their waitresses with respect. People mess up. Why not spend your nightly $100 for vino on lessons on how to not be a spoiled little wanker instead.’
He then wrote a blog about how I was his muse. I never spoke to him again.”
At Least The Servers Tried To Come To The Rescue
“I met a guy from a dating site. In the photo, he sort of looked like Kevin Smith. I got to the restaurant and ordered a drink. I told the waiter I was meeting a blind date so make it a strong one.
The guy I met looks like Moe from The Three Stooges, but much thinner (same haircut and all). He proceeded to tell me that he lost all of the weight due to medical issues. I did not press further because we were having dinner and drinks.
He worked at a gaming store so he took off his work shirt and revealed a severely stained white undershirt. We are talking yellow pits to the max here. While talking about art, I noticed that he kept scratching his upper arm under the shirt sleeve. He asked if I wanted to see his tattoo. I said sure. When he lifted the sleeve, there was a cross tattoo, but his arm was COVERED in acne…which was what he was scratching and picking at.
We were at a Tex-Mex place. I ordered another drink and he ordered a meal. He told the waiter several times that he doesn’t want tomatoes. The meal came out and while talking, he used one of his too long fingernails to scratch the inside of his nose. He proceeded to clean the underside of his nail on the stack of napkins in the center of the table so his boogers were there for all to see.
When I thought I had enough liquid courage to run, the waiter came by and my date guy flipped out on him because he found a tomato in his con queso dip. He proceeds to say very loudly, ‘I CANNOT have tomatoes, dude, because I have irritable bowel syndrome!’ I wanted to die. Everyone was staring at us.
He excused himself to the bathroom shortly after and the waiter came flying over and said, ‘Hey, if you need to split, don’t worry, me and the girls will cover your drinks.’ I was so grateful, but I didn’t want to be mean, so I waited.
The waiter brought the check and ‘Moe,’ after patting his pants several times said, ‘Oh crap, I forgot my wallet. Let me borrow your cell and I will call my mom and tell her to grab it off my dresser and bring it.’ I don’t think I ever paid a check fast enough in my life.
After a day, he emailed asking when we could go out again. I told him I couldn’t and I didn’t feel like we clicked. He called me shallow.”
She Used Her “Special Connection” To Get A Free Meal
“A girl I had just met asked me out, she wanted to take me to dinner. We ended up at this little Italian place because she says she knows someone that works there.
When our waiter arrived, he appeared visibly shaken and started stuttering. She introduced me to him. This was the friend she’d mentioned before. I could see right away that this guy had a thing for her, and here she was introducing him to her date. She then bugged him for special orders and asked if we could get our meals free. He really seemed upset, but gave her the ‘anything for you’ look and agreed. I declined and paid for my own meal. I felt really bad for this guy, I could just see his torment at watching this girl date someone else. She was very attractive and very friendly. I assumed he just got friend-zoned. I hung out with her a few more times but backed off of the romantic part.
Later, I found out that the guy from the restaurant was her ex-boyfriend, who she had just dumped a few days before and had been dating since high school.”
This Why You Should Drive Separately On The First Date
“After my freshman year of college, I met a guy on OkCupid. We went to get dinner at Friday’s for our first date. He offered to give me a ride, but I said no.
He was a couple years older, well dressed and started talking about how he’d started his own business after college and it was going well. Good for him! He was bragging a bit, but hey that’s an accomplishment.
So after we ordered, he said, ‘Let’s play a game – we’ll each take out our wallets and compare what’s in them.’ This wasn’t a joke. He literally started showing me his credit cards and bragging about the high limits. The worst part was how he ended this ‘game’, I couldn’t believe what he said.