We were to meet at an Irish pub and when I arrived, he was already drunk.
I sat down at the table and he snapped his fingers at the waitress, ordered me a beer (I didn’t like beer at this point in my life), and called the waitress ‘Legs’ the whole time.
Ugh, THE worst.”“While in college, I had met a guy through my best friend.
She said he “had a good heart.” He was tall and cute and he asked me out. For the date, he asked that I meet him at his house so we could watch a movie (this was before “Net Flix and Chill,” so watching a movie actually meant watching a movie). He wanted to take me somewhere special on our way to Blockbuster, because it was almost time for the sunset. The moment had complete potential to turn romantic.
He ordered shellfish, which I’m allergic to, and then assured me that it wouldn’t kill me because it was the “best in town.” I’m not one to be bulldozed by a man, so I let the server know that I wanted nothing to do with shellfish and ordered what I actually wanted, which deeply offended my date. After the shellfish fiasco, he pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and proceeded to ask me questions that were printed on there. Turns out, he to LA and this was his way of dumping me…by literally moving across the country to pursue a modeling career.Even the waiter came up to me when the guy went to the restroom and asked if I needed any help!I found out about it because I made some sort of inappropriate joke, and he followed up his laugh with, ' You're about to lose a bunch of people in my office a bunch of money.' I made it about 30 minutes until he started pointing out specific people in the bar and telling me what sort of plans he was going to make with them for us (some many months in advance).
I went into the bathroom, called my roommate, and had her come get me.I was mortified, so I blocked them—it was the first thing I could think to do." -Veronica, 22"After chatting on Tinder for a couple of weeks, I decided to grab drinks with this guy at a local bar. I'm sorry, but implying I'm a prostitute is going to get you nowhere." -Emily, 22"Once a guy insisted that I tell him my SAT score when I was talking about my job in college admissions.I was a few beers and a couple hours in when I decided to call it a night. I thought that was super weird and didn't want to, but he kept asking so I finally told him.In the car on the way back, he promised he would return the movie first thing the next morning because, he said, “It will be my only chance to return it because starting Monday I’m under house arrest for a 30 days”….