Girl's phone vibrated. She went, "oh, that's my ex. We text all the time." She proceeded to read me said text, wherein the ex professed jealousy that she was on a date.

He kissed me and then started growling like a dog.

On a first date at a coffee shop, the guy picked up my foot (I was wearing cute sandals). He rubbed my foot for a second and I was like wtf, then he put my all of my toes in his mouth. At the table. In the coffeeshop.

Within the first 15 minutes, he expressed that he wanted me to eventually wear full burka (I already wear a head scarf) and told me that I was wearing too much makeup. Ended the date right there and then.

Showed up 45 min late with no text or call to let me know, just as I was finishing my drink and walking out. He was on the phone with a friend. I went to greet him and he put his hand up in my face to “sshhhh” me. I heard his friend ask “so did you **** her yet?” I loudly said, “No and he won’t either” as I walked out.

He said, "I have four kids from three different women. I have cheated on all of them but something tells me it will be different with you. Do you like kids?". I excused myself to the bathroom and ran for the hills.

First date was uneventful. We talked about what we did, our backgrounds, upbringing, etc. Vapid, nebulous stuff. This was late afternoon Saturday. We parted and I went to a pub to meet some friends. The following morning I slept late, and opened my phone to a barrage (well, around four) of messages from my date. She's listing all the things I should have done or said better, what she found annoying etc. I'm looking through it pretty damned hurt. I started to write what I thought "wow, there's no need for that, just say thanks and bye" but remembered to not text when emotions run high. That afternoon, another message "When do you want to try again, think it could be fun?" This time I did respond: "Never".

She spoke really loudly all through the movie in the theater yet hushed at anyone who made the tiniest of sounds.

Arrived 40 minutes late with no text to say he would be. Turned up with his laptop and said he needs to do some work and gave me some cash to get him a coffee and something I want. I was like “okay sure” and stood in the queue watching him as he put on his headphones and opened his laptop. I came back with the drinks and he said he just needs to finish this and took a call. I just sat there for another 40 minutes with zero conversation and him typing/chatting away. This was a Saturday BTW and he scheduled the time. After he finished he said let’s go to a bar and get a proper drink. We had a chat and I tried to get to know him but he was being an arse. He ordered the drinks and then started having a go at me for not offering to pay and went on a rant about double standards.

She wanted to look at wedding dresses as a first date.

Went on a date with a guy, who I have dubbed “PowerPoint guy”. He arrived at our first date (coffee) with a literal presentation of non-negotiable demands he required from a future partner. Including, but not limited to: Must be housewife, produce him two boys and a girl (in that order, gender specified), not work or desire a career, move 500 miles away to live on an acreage in his parents house (like, with them also living there), not have any male friends, BUT he also wanted someone who is open to sleeping with whoever he chose so he could watch. The list goes on. He didn’t ask me a single question about my life or interests. Just spat out this list of stuff and talked about himself for ~2 hours (at which point, I politely bailed). Props to this guy for knowing what he wants… but PowerPoint guy did not land a second date with me.

He was trying to explain that his family was involved with the KKK, but “not for racist reasons.” This was after declining all non American dinner options, which I gave him the benefit of the doubt because he came from a tiny town in Texas so I figured it was just all new to him. I left money for my food that hadn’t arrived yet and headed out. I dunno why he even asked for the date, I’m pretty obviously Hispanic.

She criticized absolutely EVERYTHING. The car I was driving, clothes I was wearing, cologne I chose. We were supposed to go bowling, dinner and then drinks. When an attendant came over to ask if we wanted anything I ordered my snacks and asked if she wanted anything. "You mean you don't know? What kind of date is this?" Halfway through our game she mentioned I was bringing up the wrong conversation topics. Thankfully my brother called me out of the blue asking to borrow some fishing gear and I played it as work calling me in. I couldn't get out of there fast enough.

It was my first and only blind date which a mutual friend of ours set up. She arrived and parked in a disabled space, got out of the car telling me she uses her nans disabled pass which didn’t sit well with me but carried on anyway. We went bowling and to dinner, she was really rude to the service staff in both places which I found embarrassing and uncomfortable. Cut the dinner short, paid, left and never saw her again.

He snapped his fingers at a waiter. It was so rude, I was mortified. Left straight away before we’d even ordered a drink.

To start he was nearly 30 minutes late to the restaurant, blamed “traffic” for being so late, even though we don’t live in a city. He was a little drunk when he turned up (but I can understand if he was a little nervous beforehand) I ordered a meal and he ordered 3 beers for himself. After he downed a few he the proceeded to tell me I was a 7 out of 10, and to get to a 10 I should get plastic surgery so I can be a model. I told him repeatedly that I was happy with the way I looked, but he kept going on and on about what I should get done. After I’d finished eating I said I’m going to pay for my meal then head home, he wanted to go to the bar & convinced me to go with him. I ordered a drink then turned around to see him leaning over a couple of young ladies, who looked pretty uncomfortable, so I put my drink down and left. I sent him a text the next day saying it isn’t going to work and blocked him. One week later I get a call from an unknown number and it’s him mum, she tells me about how he came to visit her and told her all about me, and how happy she is that her boy has finally found someone, then invites me to dinner, which I turn down.

Many years ago I agreed to meet a lady in a coffee shop for a date. She turns up with 4 screaming kids in tow who climb all over the chairs and just about wreck the place. I paid for our coffees and took my leave lol.

She had already put our pictures through one of those "what would your baby look like" apps and started talking about how we would raise them.

On a blind date he said, “I’m surprised you’re so average looking”.

He said he hopes our kids do not have my nose.

After we were already 15 minutes late walking into the movie because he was 45 minutes late picking me up, he proceeded to talk at normal volume the entire film. After about half an hour I got up to use the bathroom and walked right out the door. A couple of my friends lived 4 blocks from the theater so I just walked over to their place and had them drive me home later.

When he started talking about how the moonlanding was fake.

Nice and simple. A nicegirl gets it out of the way early. "I guess I better tell you that I'm going to expect you to stop talking to any other girls you might have in your life." She then explains yes, everyone, no she's serious, she gets jealous easily.

She showed up at the bar already so drunk that she could not walk without my assistance. 1. she drove herself there. 2. it was 2 in the afternoon. 3. she wanted to continue drinking as soon as we met there.

Her boyfriend that I knew nothing about showed up. In high school, went on a date with a girl I met through a friend. We had been texting a while and seemed to really hit it off. She brought a (girl) friend because we’d been talking, but I’m still a relatively unknown guy, I get it. Guy crashes the date, chatting casually with everyone, and offhandedly refers to the girl I’m there to see as his girlfriend. I was too awkward, shocked, and hurt to say anything, and left soon after. We texted later and when I asked about it, she said, “He probably just said good friend.” That quote has stuck with me. Maybe something else was going on and it was someone she had tried to get rid of, and my autistic a*s missed some cues, but at the time, it felt like a really bad cover.

When he took my hand and stroked it whilst calling me his "little strawberry."