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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Oct-20-04 11:50 PM
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Have you ever been out on a date from Hell?
Edited on Thu Oct-21-04 12:02 AM by Bushneedstogo
I would like to hear some bad date stories.

My worse date was when I went out with this guy that had a kitty litter pan filled with cat poop in his car. I kept smelling something and after checking my shoes I thought that he had stepped in something. He turned a corner in his car after we stopped at a drive up restaurant and cat poop came rolling out from under my seat. I asked him to stop at a mall that was open and I fled out the side door. His car smelled so bad that I am still having problems dealing with thinking about it today.
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alittlelark Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Oct-20-04 11:52 PM
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1. OMG....
...that beats anything I could come up with (outside of HS anyway)!!!
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Oct-20-04 11:54 PM
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2. I can still smell it
:puke:
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madmax Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Oct-20-04 11:59 PM
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3. Nothing meaner than cat poop.
I couldn't have lasted 5 seconds in the care without barfing. ewwwww

:puke:
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 12:00 AM
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4. The worse part was
His car door was broken on the passenger side and the window wouldn't go down.
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aePrime Donating Member (676 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 12:03 AM
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5. I was the date from hell once
I must have been a freshman in high school or something, but I picked up my date, and it turns out she had hurt her knee. She had it wrapped and was on crutches. I took her out to dinner, but it turns out that I didn't have enough cash to cover the entire meal, so I had to ask her to chip in.

Then we were going to go to a movie, but it didn't start for quite a while. Since we were in my friend's neighborhood, and not knowing what else to do, I stopped by there. She ended up talking to people she didn't know for an hour. Mostly my friend's mom.

So we finally get to the movie, and I don't even consider her knee. I manage to get her to sit on the inside, so she had to bend her knee the entire time. Never occured to me until later, but she never complained.

Yep, I was pretty sad.

I learned later that dinners, and especially movies, aren't good first dates anyway.

Its best to start with something small, like coffee. The first date I took my wife on was ice cream. Easy to talk, and no big commitment of time in case it doesn't go well.
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 04:13 PM
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11. You sure it wasn't a game
I went out on a date with a guy that claimed that he left his wallet at home and when I talked to some other girls that had went out with him he played the same game on them.
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aePrime Donating Member (676 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 04:47 PM
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13. Hehe, nope!
I had MOST of the money, but was several dollars short. That was back before I had credit cards or anything, so I only worked in cash. Now I never carry cash.
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jdots Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 12:11 AM
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6. you can't beat that
that is too strange where did you meet this guy ? i'm from the 60s nobody dated,you met had sex and moved in together.
dating i did maybe 4 times and the womwn had no idea what i was about,which was fine because i didn't either.The date seems so fast like a test with a time limit where you have X amount of time to impress someone or learn you should have left 3 minutes into it. If i ever do a date again i'm gonna bring a huge flight case and say " this is my bagage in here "
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 12:14 AM
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7. Sex
How can you get romantic with cat poop all over the inside of the car :puke:.
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 12:22 AM
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8. I went on a date with a guy a few years ago
He told me that dates are like interviews and that I had failed my interview. I told him that I wouldn't want to work underneath him anyways :evilgrin:

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warrens Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 05:57 PM
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22. Now THAT was funny!
Dang, you're fast.
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 06:25 PM
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23. In more ways then one
:evilgrin:
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Lydia Leftcoast Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 12:26 AM
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9. Back in grad school, I got disgusted with choice of men I was meeting
Edited on Thu Oct-21-04 12:27 AM by Lydia Leftcoast
so my roommate and I decided to go to a dance at the medical school.

Both of us immediately got asked to dance by attractive, personable men. Roommate and I exchanged delighted smiles as we danced with our respective partners. My dance partner started talking about going out for a drink afterwards. Whoa! Most grad school men were so socially inept that we never had much of a social life. This was great!

During a break in the music, someone came up to my dance partner and mumbled something, and I heard him respond, "Six pounds, seven ounces."

That stopped me short. Hoping against hope, I asked, "Have you just become an uncle?"

"No," he grinned. "A daddy. But my wife is in the hospital for two more days. She had complications."

"Congratulations," I said, storming off to the ladies' room to fume.

Roommate followed me in to the ladies' room and asked what happened. I explained. She shook her head and said, "Well, at least mine isn't married. We're going to go out for a few drinks."

I was so bummed out that I wanted nothing more than to go home, so Roommate asked her dance partner if he would drop me off at the apartment before proceeding onward. Sure, no problem, so we got into his car, Roommate in the front seat, me in the backseat.

At a stop sign, something rolled out from under the front seat. Roommate gasped indignantly, picked it up, and held it in front of the guys face. "What is this?" she demanded, although it was perfectly obvious that it was a baby bottle.

"Well, you know how it is," the guy shrugged.

"I don't think I'll be going for those drinks," Roommate said, so the guy ended up dropping both of us off.
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 12:43 AM
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10. That's horrible!
At least you and your friend didn't go out with the jerks any more.

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ArkDem Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 05:02 PM
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15. DAMN republicans!
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skygazer Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 04:23 PM
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12. Two stories
My very first date was with a boy who was friends with my best girlfriend's boyfriend (if you follow that). We were about 14. He came to pick me up in a cab because his parents ran a cab company. Went to his house where his parents were drinking and beating the kids, his mother was running the cab radio in the living room and chain smoking and his aunt brought dinner - KFC served on paper plates with no forks or napkins.

Now mind you I was raised in a very 50's type middle classs household - we ate at the table with proper implements and I'd never even had fast food! I perched on the edge of a living room chair, daintily holding my plate and wondering what the hell I was supposed to do with it - it was awful! The place was a mess, and a zoo - I could not wait to get out of there. We went to a movie, he brought me home, I never spoke to him again!


Second story - I was 18, living with a friend, bummed because no one ever actually dated - they just kind of hung around in bars and expected to get laid. One night this guy actually asked me out to dinner! I wasn't really interested in him but said yes because it was such a novelty.

He picked me up that night and I went outside to find a VW bug with 3 people already in it. We squeezed in and my date gave me a hit of acid which I ate and off we went. We ended up driving all over the place visiting people I didn't know (and I didn't know the people in the car) - I got very stoned and was not happy but couldn't figure out what to say or do.

I finally realized about 2 in the morning that I hadn't said a word for hours. I was just tagging along with these people, my date was ignoring me, I was fried, I didn't even know where I was and I thought I must look like a fool so I thought I'd say something intelligent.

I waited for a break in the conversation, opened my mouth and said something but it must have sounded like Chinese because everyone in the room turned to look at me and they all said, "What?" at the same time. It was mortifying - I just got up and ran out the door and ran all the way home.

Never went to dinner, had an awful time and gave him holy hell next time I saw him (sober)!
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the Princess Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 04:51 PM
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14. I was 28 - it was a blind date
He was an older man I picked up from the train station. He's not in my car 5 minutes and he unzips his pants to show me what a huge pee pee he had!! LOLOL I stoped the car and made him get out.

I mean hell - let's have dinner first before you want to show me your shortcomings.
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 05:03 PM
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16. That's horrible
I hope you tossed him out in the middle of nowhere.

That was a date from hell LOL.
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the Princess Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 05:05 PM
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17. Now I can laugh about it!! LOL
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jdots Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 05:20 PM
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20. I got set up with a Radcliff girl on a blind date
just for laughs i showed up in knickers and a letter sweater,turns out she was really nice and hated my guts before i spoke. damn those first impressions A few years later i saw here at an anti war rally,she was heckling the protesters and holding a sign that said " Peace is for Cowards "
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AngryAmish Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 05:09 PM
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18. College dance
Edited on Thu Oct-21-04 05:09 PM by AngryAmish
She puked. I thought that was my job.
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BlueJazz Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 05:14 PM
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19. My Date from Hell
I think I posted this a long time ago but.....(I'll make it short)

I went out with this beautiful intelligent Lady. We got along fine.
Came back to her house and watch TV and kissed and mild "Make-out"
Her Dog woke up (a Pug) and came over to us and was loving and all that....
The dog starts licking his balls and asshole and drags his butt across the floor and all the other disgusting stuff that doggies do...fine...

Anyway, She picks the dog up and starts kissing him on the mouth over and over again while I'm like trying NOT to PUKE MY FUCKING GUTS OUT, KNOWING THAT I JUST WAS FRENCH KISSING THIS WOMAN...

Christ..it still pisses me off.. :)

Oh..I left..very quickly and never looked back...

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JimmyJazz Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 05:31 PM
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21. lol
I once went on a date with a guy to the zoo. The scene was straight out of Rocky - same zoo, even. Except it was springtime and it seemed as if every cage we went to the animals were *ahem* mating. We watched quite a tease act by Martha (the tiger) before George finally pawed her up the side of the head and jumped her bones! Ooooh and really, is there anything more romantic that seeing the butt of a baboon in heat? Don't answer that! :P
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Pied Piper Donating Member (363 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 06:34 PM
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24. When I was in junior high...
... my best friend and I went on a double date with two really nice girls from school. The travelling carnival was in town for a few days and we thought it would be fun to hang out and go on the rides. Since we weren't old enough to drive yet, we had to do the parental drop-off thing.

Everything was fine until we rode the swing thing. I can't remember what it's called, but there are single-seat swings suspending by long chains, and the whole thing goes 'round and 'round. I wasn't crazy about it, but I have a pretty strong constitution. Well, my friend and his date were sitting in front of us, and I got a bird's eye view of him sending a huge stream of puke around the circle. I was grossed out, but I thought it was kinda funny. Then I looked over at my date, and she did the same thing.

Fast forward to the ride home: my date's mom picked us up in the minivan. The two pukers sat together on one seat, and the two non-pukers sat together in the other seat. My date's mom was kinda confused, as well she should be. Needless to say, that was the last date for all four of us.
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LoZoccolo Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 06:48 PM
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25. Ha did you ever hear from him again?
Was he like "I'm sorry!" or "what was that about?!"
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Pied Piper Donating Member (363 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 06:49 PM
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26. Best friends are best friends
We just never saw those girls again.
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 06:57 PM
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28. Are you asking me?
Yes I did.
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geniph Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 06:50 PM
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27. Yeah, my first serious boyfriend was a headcase
Edited on Thu Oct-21-04 06:52 PM by geniph
But he did teach me to guard myself against assholes. Our first real date, he took me to the senior prom (I was a junior). First thing he did was to show up an hour earlier than I'd expected him, so I was standing there in my sweats eating a bowl of cereal. I had to rush and change into my dress, then we went to dinner. We're at dinner, talking (nice restaurant, too), when he all of a sudden leaps up from the table and disappears, with no word. I didn't know whether or not he was coming back or why he left. He was gone for about 20 minutes, and I was starting to panic, as I didn't have one red cent on me. (He told me later he'd choked on something and gone into the kitchen to vomit. I'm sure the kitchen staff appreciated that.)

The prom itself was fine, although he did keep abandoning me to dance with other girls, which in those days was kind of a no-no. Then, it's the end of the evening, and all of a sudden he brings this weird friend of his over to me and says his friend will give me a ride to the party after the prom. I was taken aback, but I'd never had a real date before, so I didn't know what to do and said okay.

The friend took me to a park. I was getting seriously creeped out, but went with him into the dark and deserted park. We met up with a small group of my date's friends there, but my date wasn't there. Being a dumb kid, I kept asking people (with a smile) if they knew where Ben (my date) was. They all kind of evaded my question and avoided meeting my eye. After about 20 minutes, my date and another girl emerged from the bushes where they'd been screwing, disheveled and making no attempt to hide what they'd been doing. My date did take me home himself, but not before attempting to get me to give him head first.

The pathetic part is that I ended up dating the guy for seven months after that. Nobody'd ever really paid any attention to me before. I used to go visit him at his house and find him there with other girls, things like that. I'd sit there with his roommates, trying to pretend that it was okay with me that he was in there screwing his brains out while his roommates hit on me. I didn't want to make a fuss, and I didn't want to be without a boyfriend. Luckily, the whole thing taught me to develop a little more self-respect and avoid people who haven't the manners to not humiliate one publicly. There's worse things in the world than not having a boyfriend!
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alittlelark Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 07:28 PM
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33. That is a very funny, and rather endearing tale
I hope you have since developed better taste!
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LibLover Donating Member (248 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 07:47 PM
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34. Think of the perks!
He pays for your dinner, all the while not bothering you while you ate and it's some other girl who carries his baby while you get to socialize and make new friends.

I can't see why you broke up with him...

(Can you feel the sarcasm in the last line?)

I hope you were mean to him when you kicked him to the curb!
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Marxdem Donating Member (151 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 11:19 PM
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43. I bet he is quite the breeder
I wonder how much pay check he has left after all the child support deductions.
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Ladyhawk Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 06:58 PM
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29. You mean there's another kind? nt
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 07:04 PM
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30. I don't know
I'm destined to be single the rest of my life.
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Red State Rebel Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 07:11 PM
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31. He fell off a cliff on our date....
I'd gone out with him a few times, he decides to take me on a picnic out in the country to a place he knew. We are out hiking and he tells me there is a cave on top of this bluff we were at so we climbed up about 25 feet and looked around, when it was time to come down, he stepped down onto a ledge that broke out from under him.

Somehow he wasn't knocked unconscious and made his way back up to the bottom of the cliff (he had rolled down a hill). I still had to climb down after I stopped screaming hysterically. He dropped me off then went home where his parents took him to the hospital - he hadn't broken anything but had ripped a hole in his calf that really took some stitches to fix.

I know it wasn't really his fault, but it kinda killed things....I think we went out one more time.
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put out Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 07:18 PM
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32. Yeah, that's bad. I had a date once that was really a drug deal.
Started out with "I just need to stop by a friend's first". Several rather rough looking friends sitting around, um, doing what dealers do. Then, on to another "friend's" house to wait for another friend to bring the, um, stuff. Several hours later, still sitting with the friends, they still doing what they do. The whole deal; TV on with no sound, BAD music very LOUD, so LOUD no one could hear what anyone was saying, not that anyone was saying much. It was like watching a bad anti-drug film that goes on from 8p.m. until 2a.m. and you can't turn it off, and it has smell effects and money and firearms. My date forgot he brought me, until I said "I'm tired. I need to go home." He gave me the keys to his van to get myself home from a strange (very strange) part of town. He did offer, however, to let me sleep in his bed until business was concluded and he could get home.

No, thank you, but it has been a lovely evening. I'll never forget it.
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baldguy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 08:24 PM
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35. Go out with a vegetarian and order hossenfeffer.
Make sure they serve it whole, including the head.
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bleedingheart Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 10:31 PM
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38. I ordered veal...
but he still asked me out again...
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baldguy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 10:48 PM
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41. I got the "let's be friends" speech.
Never heard from her again.
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flamingyouth Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 08:27 PM
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36. In college I was set up on a date to my sorority's formal
My date kept talking all through the meal about how he grew up on a small farm not too far from town (back when there were such things near Seattle), and how he'd catch rats, impale them on a stick, and then roast them in a burn barrel.

Needless to say, I didn't eat my chicken.

He kept calling afterward for another date and seemed genuinely surprised when I wasn't interested.
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davsand Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 10:25 PM
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37. Took a guy to a Halloween party...
Edited on Thu Oct-21-04 10:27 PM by davsand
Odd that it comes up now. Anyhow, took him to a Halloween party with me. This was a bunch of my buddies who did it every year--huge bonfire, live music--they were all musicians--and a lot of booze.

To start with the guy shows up early. I'd just finished eating a bowl of chili--so I offered him a bowl which he scarfed down and bitched about that it was too spicy.

He then tells me he can't drive to the party because he's low on gas.

We get to the party and he proceeds to get drunker than any human should and starts making out with some biker's girlfriend. At that point I walked away from him and just ran around visiting with everyone I knew.

A while later, one of my buddies tracks me down while I'm talking to a most amazing drummer guy and says I better get my "date" out of there because the biker has become pissed off at all the face sucking with his girl.

I loaded a very drunk asshole in the car and start to drive him home. I had to stop three times for him to vomit and he claimed he couldn't remember his own address. We finally pull up to this guy's house and he leans over and says, "My Girl Friend is gone--you wanna come in and fuck?"

I left skid marks getting away from him, I swear.

The good news is I went that night and met the amazing drummer for breakfast. We dated for quite a while after...


Laura
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yardwork Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 10:36 PM
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39. I myself was a date from hell on several occasions
but that was years ago. I'm staid and respectable and married nowadays.

I really miss dating sometimes, though, mostly because I usually behaved very badly and had a good time.
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bleedingheart Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 10:40 PM
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40. I have a similar tale
I got asked out by this older fellow in college.. He was an engineer who had worked for Boeing and he was getting his masters...
So we go out on a date and he proceeds to vent about how his ex-girlfriend's family didn't think he was good enough for her...(big turn off)...we then stop by his place to check on his cats before he drops me off at my apt. He had a mother cat and a bunch of kitten locked in a tiny bathroom no bigger than a closet....Now I am not a big cat lover but I thought this was the worst treatment of any animal and that was the last I saw of him...

Then there was the date with the fellow who felt dumb dating a woman engineer...he spent the entire date apologizing that he didn't do well with math and that calculus was a mystery to him...what the hell did he think I was going to do...give him a quiz???

Then there was the classmate of mine who asked me to be his date for an event he had to go to...I said okay just to get a free meal. All I got was a glass of wine and a slice of apple pie...and the stupid bastard drops me off at my apt and he says..."so are you going to invite me in?" I said.."no" he then says..." I just spent 7.50 on you and you are telling me that I am not going to get laid???"
What a charmer he was...I just got out and slammed the door...
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Lydia Leftcoast Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 11:04 PM
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42. I had one like that!
He had spent all of $5.00 for a pitcher and two slices of pizza (this was the 1970s), and he insisted that I owed him sex because of what he had spent.
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Marxdem Donating Member (151 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 11:25 PM
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44. I don't get it
After reading most of these horror stories I still can't get why I always acted nice to women and always end up getting dumped. I guess my portfolio wasn't up to snuff.
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-..__... Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Oct-21-04 11:43 PM
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45. I had cockroaches in my car.
I had been living in a roach infested building in Allston, MA.

It was bad... really bad. I finally packed up and moved out. Youthful naivety back then and I didn't know to check clothing and boxes before I moved (my mom was pissed).

Sometime shortly thereafter I'm driving along in my lime green 1978 Toyota Corolla and I spot a roach running around inside the dash panel (between the clear plastic and the gauges). Then there were a few more.

Finally I did some investigating and found an entire colony of roaches with eggs breeding underneath the carpets.

Got rid of the roaches and kept the car.
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hunter Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri Oct-22-04 01:07 AM
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46. I was the date from hell... quite a few times.
I'm replying to this one because I had a 'seventies Toyota Corolla too. Great car, except that I repaired student apartments then, and I kept all my tools in the back seat. My laundry too, and all my school papers and books.

So... I was in college studying Biology and there was this sweet young woman who liked me, for some unknowable reason. I liked her too... sort of. Sometimes we studied together.

She talked me into going on a weekend botany field trip. In those days I camped like this -- I'd throw my sleeping bag in the car (on top of my tools and laundry), along with a five gallon bottle of water, and whatever food I had around that wouldn't rot. Maybe, if I felt like it, I'd bring a change of clothes for returning to civilization.

The professor on this field trip worked us pretty hard.

Friday night I slept soundly out in the open in my sleeping bag. I hardly noticed that my friend had very nice food, and a very nice tent. I did notice she was gorgeous, but I didn't think too much about it.

Saturday, after a hard day mapping out random one meter squares and identifying and counting the various plants within them, I was very tired. We ate, we joked around the camp, and then we went to bed, she in her nice tent, and me out in the open again in my well-worn sleeping bag.

A few hours later it was raining very lightly, and she came over, woke me up, and invited me into her tent. She was wearing only a long teeshirt. I opened my eyes and her legs were right there in front of me. Wow.

So I went to her tent, and I fell right to sleep.

When I woke up in the morning she was sitting there glaring at me.

Oh man... why am I writing this? Only because she didn't kill me.
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Skittles Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri Oct-22-04 02:28 AM
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47. Blind date with a lawyer
He drove a very nice car - then parked it in the handicapped parking slot at the restaurant. I said WTF - he had some of thse cards, given to him by a client I made him move the car. In the nice restaurant my date started f***ing with the waiter, just needling him about stupid things on the menu. Finally I said WHY DO YOU KEEP PICKING ON THE WAITER and he answered BECAUSE HE'S JUST a G.D. WAITER. I screamed AND YOU'RE JUST AN ASSHOLE and stormed out, gave the waiter a big tip, and took a cab home.




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trigz Donating Member (679 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri Oct-22-04 03:29 AM
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48. Oh, memory lane. Right, where do I start?
I've met so many crazy women in my time there's hardly time to list them all. I'll just take you through the worst cases:

1) The Racist:
This was back in 1997 when I was a student in the UK. I practised martial arts, and in my group was this Greek woman, quite beautiful too, who was studying law. Went out for a beer together with the rest of the Jitsu people and talked the whole evening before we decided to meet up the following night for a few pints and very good prospects of sex.

At this time, I was attached to a militant anti-fascist group (the AFA) in the UK, and had (still have) strong views on racism and racists. I'd not mentioned my affiliation to her as these things demand a certain discretion, but she knew that I was left-wing, and hence very anti racist.

Well anyway, two pints in, while she's already off touching my leg and stuff, she drops the bombshell while mentioning that the worst thing about the zone where she lives was all the n***ers and p*kis there and how bad "they" smell, "they stink like animals and probably never even wash".

I literally went pale and my jaw dropped to my waist at hearing this beautiful, seemingly intelligent woman spew out an off-the-cuff racial slur that both saddened, sickened and infuriated me. I didn't blow up as I don't like causing scenes in public; later it turned out that she was just another upper-class snotty, her father was an important figure in some right wing party over in Greece, and she turned out to be just another plain, vulgar racist bitch. Needless to say I dropped her like a bag of fresh dogshit, telling her that I wouldn't wish for my heroic little friends in the reproductive sector of my body to be contaminated by her. I was quite pleased with that comment, in fact :)

2) The Puker:
Nothing really - I was on a date back in 1999 with a cute girl, who unfortunately had way, way too much to drink and ended up puking down her own dress and shoes. Being a gentleman I helped her to get home, but we were doomed from that point on. I think we went out (for coffee) another time, and that was, well, that.

3) The Jealous Psycho:
The year is 1996, United Kingdom, the girl is British, nice enough although a bit dim. In the pub, talking, while all of a sudden another girl which I know comes up to the bar to salute me. Date gets all aggressive, tells friend to "fuck off" and that "he's MY date, you bloody cow". I get up, make my excuses, and leave shaking me head.

And that's just a sample. I've had MANY shock dates...!
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GingerSnaps Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri Oct-22-04 06:37 PM
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49. Was she a bloody cow?
:evilgrin:
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