Foo - the worst person you have ever dated

Mine was a control freak who took himself very seriously.
He spoke of himself in the third person!
He would talk all night about himself and would unly adress to me when he thought he would tell me what I should of wore or how i should act.
As you can only guess... someone put him back at his place! :lol:
Im not the docile type and Ill never be!

Mine was a control freak who took himself very seriously.
He spoke of himself in the third person!
He would talk all night about himself and would unly adress to me when he thought he would tell me what I should of wore or how i should act.
As you can only guess... someone put him back at his place! :lol:
Im not the docile type and Ill never be!

The worst person i ever dated was my-self man what a terrible night that was:D .

You too? :eek:

The worst part was paying me.

You too? :eek:

The worst part was paying me.

It is what it is through and through.

Mine was a control freak who took himself very seriously.
He spoke of himself in the third person!
He would talk all night about himself and would unly adress to me when he thought he would tell me what I should of wore or how i should act.
As you can only guess... someone put him back at his place! :lol:
Im not the docile type and Ill never be!
Well, Sprocket Man says that when you're on a date, you should smile and nod politely, like a proper lady should.;)

My worst date was when the girl I was with had imbibed too much "liquid courage", and called her ex-boyfriend to give him a death threat on his answering machine. What a psycho! I still ended up staying the night at her place, but I was worried that she'd find out where I lived and hunt me down when I stopped returning her calls.

The worst person I dated, was also the longest relationship I've ever had (about 2 years, 2nd year of which was living together).

She was the most jealous woman I've ever even known (much less dated). When I worked over 1 hour drive away, if I was coming over and was more than 5 minutes late (which was easy due to traffic on xpressway), I literally was grilled for 30 to 60 minutes and had to recount my entire day from waking practically minute by minute for her to be satisfied I wasn't with another woman.

If I told her any story at any time that ended up having a woman's name in it (that wasn't related to me), I had to stop mid-sentence in the story and answer about 20 minutes worth of questions she had before she wasn't satisfied I "wanted to sleep with this woman".

Once in a church social type event, I walked over and talked to a girl I knew. She was one of my best friend's sister and I had known her for quite some time as I was at my friend's house (they still lived with parents) many times while we worked on projects in college. OMG....It took me probably a week or more of questioning before she was satisified I didn't "want to sleep with her".

The worst part about all this.....I stayed with the nut job for 2 years. WTF was I thinking? At least I finally saw the light and dumped her like a bad habit!!

I once dated a girl that was only a 9 on a scale of 1-10. I had to cut her loose though, I just could't see myself settling for a 9.

Well, Sprocket Man says that when you're on a date, you should smile and nod politely, like a proper lady should.;)

My worst date was when the girl I was with had imbibed too much "liquid courage", and called her ex-boyfriend to give him a death threat on his answering machine. What a psycho! I still ended up staying the night at her place, but I was worried that she'd find out where I lived and hunt me down when I stopped returning her calls.
:lol: that's the date from hell!

i haven't dated much but this one girl didn't talk at all.

it was like having a date with the wall, or maybe a poster.

The worst person I dated, was also the longest relationship I've ever had (about 2 years, 2nd year of which was living together).

She was the most jealous woman I've ever even known (much less dated). When I worked over 1 hour drive away, if I was coming over and was more than 5 minutes late (which was easy due to traffic on xpressway), I literally was grilled for 30 to 60 minutes and had to recount my entire day from waking practically minute by minute for her to be satisfied I wasn't with another woman.

If I told her any story at any time that ended up having a woman's name in it (that wasn't related to me), I had to stop mid-sentence in the story and answer about 20 minutes worth of questions she had before she wasn't satisfied I "wanted to sleep with this woman".

Once in a church social type event, I walked over and talked to a girl I knew. She was one of my best friend's sister and I had known her for quite some time as I was at my friend's house (they still lived with parents) many times while we worked on projects in college. OMG....It took me probably a week or more of questioning before she was satisified I didn't "want to sleep with her".

The worst part about all this.....I stayed with the nut job for 2 years. WTF was I thinking? At least I finally saw the light and dumped her like a bad habit!!

Admit it though, you wanted to sleep with that woman.

Mine was a control freak who took himself very seriously.
He spoke of himself in the third person!
He would talk all night about himself and would unly adress to me when he thought he would tell me what I should of wore or how i should act.
As you can only guess... someone put him back at his place! :lol:
Im not the docile type and Ill never be!

Just the opposite for me. Dated a girl that was waayy too submissive for me (not in the BSDM way). Asked for permission for everything!! Final straw was one night sitting on her couch at her house watching TV. She asked me for permission to go to the bathroom. What if I had said no??

She was a very nice person and all, just not for me... I prefer more self confident, feisty women.

Define "date" :D

I dated myself last night. I was the best I ever had.

Define "date" :D
ohhh that's bad!:p

Had a fling under the office desk and the next thing you know, the skank's bragging about it to her ugly pig of a friend who tapes the phone call and you're all over the news having to explain what the definition of "sex" is.

If you had to pay for it...it wasn't a date. ;)

I dated in the Seventies. You have no idea. Imagine Stephen King doing
a book on dating and you just might get halfway to imagining how bad it was.

she was a pathological liar who honestly believed she had a PhD. She also had a little habit of writing bad checks. She forged my signature on a check to buy a car. The FBI got involved. Good times.

she was a pathological liar who honestly believed she had a PhD. She also had a little habit of writing bad checks. She forged my signature on a check to buy a car. The FBI got involved. Good times.
omg!

What is your definition of "dated"?

Ran into a girl I went to school with in a bar while I was in the process of getting divorced. We hung out that night and went out two or three times after that. Then I found out from a couple of her girlfriends that she was planning out our lives together after we got married. I had to avoid all my normal haunts for a while to avoid her.

Admit it though, you wanted to sleep with that woman.
Actually, NO.

She was not the nicest person, skinny as a rail (downright boney). Not my type at all.

This gal from Albuquerque contacts me via email once...from my xmas stories site, and invites me to Thanksgiving dinner with her and her family. After a few weeks of correspondence, I accept her invitation...wtf I had just left wife#2 - the drunk. I drive down there and this very cute gal meets me at the door, wearing a sexy, very sheer nightie and proceeds to <MODERATOR REMOVED> :p Now all you guys out there are thinking 'kewl' right? So was I...till we got dressed and went to her family's for dinner and she started telling them about our wedding plans. :eek:

I also had a pathalogical liar. Her name was Crazy Mary. In fact her friends call her Crazy Mary. She convinced herself that we were getting married, and for about 6 months after I gave her the boot, I had caterers and tent rental places and wedding gown places calling me and asking me if I was the "groom" and wanting to follow up on her inquiries.

She even managed to somehow track down my long lost father (whom I hadn't seen since I was 14) without telling me, and invited him to our supposed wedding. I found out about it years later, after my father had died, and without me ever having met him.

I won't even get into her cash spending problems.

she was a pathological liar who honestly believed she had a PhD. She also had a little habit of writing bad checks. She forged my signature on a check to buy a car. The FBI got involved. Good times.
damn dude!


I also had a pathalogical liar. Her name was Crazy Mary. In fact her friends call her Crazy Mary. She convinced herself that we were getting married, and for about 6 months after I gave her the boot, I had caterers and tent rental places and wedding gown places calling me and asking me if I was the "groom" and wanting to follow up on her inquiries.

She even managed to somehow track down my long lost father (whom I hadn't seen since I was 14) without telling me, and invited him to our supposed wedding. I found out about it years later, after my father had died, and without me ever having met him.

I won't even get into her cash spending problems.
DAMN DUDE! :eek:

My worst date would probably be a tie between two different ones.

The first one was a girl that I was going out with was treating me so badly on my birthday that her friend even disowned her. We had gone out for tacos at the local bar. I tried to ignore her and just get drunk with my other frinds, but she kept at me all night. Finally, knowing she did not like hot sauce, I poured tobasco sauce on my tongue and French kissed her. That ended the date.

The other bad scenario involved a bar too. I met up with a lady at the bar who seemed really nice and fun to be with. She was flirtatous and touchy with other men, but that did not bother me at the time. I started to massage another girls neck we both knew just joking around and my date went phsycho. She started making threats and very rude remarks. After deciding argueing was pointless, I walked out only to find out years later she was bipolar. I am glad she did not follow through on her threats. I would have been the Bobbit looking for body parts.

When I was 16 I took a girl to Six Flags, she ran into some friends who smuggled in some liquor. She left with them without telling me. I reported her disappearance to security and I got to spend the evening being grilled by the police and her parents. She was found passed out on the trampoline in her back yard the next morning.
23 years later and I still hold a grudge.

The story about my worst ever GF is too long (http://www.monogodo.org/index.php/Trifecta/comments/the-*****-from-hell/) to post here.

ever wonder if you showed up as a really bad date on someone else's list?

Just the opposite for me. Dated a girl that was waayy too submissive for me (not in the BSDM way). Asked for permission for everything!! Final straw was one night sitting on her couch at her house watching TV. She asked me for permission to go to the bathroom. What if I had said no??

She was a very nice person and all, just not for me... I prefer more self confident, feisty women.
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OMG
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gosh.

There are some things that are not worth experiencing.

I didn't think I was going on a date. Thought it was a coffee shop, turned out to be a restaurant. Guess it's the only way some engineers will get a date.

I didn't think I was going on a date. Thought it was a coffee shop, turned out to be a restaurant. Guess it's the only way some engineers will get a date.deception is a poor way to begin!

deception is a poor way to begin!
no silly head
Some people don't go to "bars" and meet people so yes often times situations like that are the way some people interact with people whether on a socializing or a dating level.

ever wonder if you showed up as a really bad date on someone else's list?

In hindsight, I'm sure I have. But those are stories I don't want to share. Thanks for asking.

In hindsight, I'm sure I have. But those are stories I don't want to share. Thanks for asking.
I'm with you there!

I was on a date with a nice, intelligent, attractive young woman and everything was going well until the conversation turned to animals. She told me that she had mice living in her piano. It started out with only a couple of cute little mice she told me, so she feed them peanut butter and crackers, but now she can't understand why their are so many! And of course she couldn't kill them........

If you had to pay for it...it wasn't a date. ;)

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Just the opposite for me. Dated a girl that was waayy too submissive for me (not in the BSDM way). Asked for permission for everything!! Final straw was one night sitting on her couch at her house watching TV. She asked me for permission to go to the bathroom. What if I had said no??

She was a very nice person and all, just not for me... I prefer more self confident, feisty women.
Did she ever ask you what she should wear?

Did she ever ask you what she should wear?
ohh that's annoying and pittyful when men or woman do that, gesh.. who dressed you up before you had a bf or gf?

ohh that's annoying and pittyful when men or woman do that, gesh.. who dressed you up before you had a bf or gf?
I dunno, my wife certainly improved my wardrobe! I used to have a suit with vertical pinstripe pants, a checked jacket, vest with horizontal stripes and a paisley tie!

(I'm kidding!)
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i can still remember it like it were just last night. she seemed normal enough until i woke up one night staring up the barrel of a .45 cal gun pointed into my face. she pulled a sybil on me, really thought i'd broken into her house and had just finished raping her or something... even though we were in my bedroom in my house~

i have the round somewhere that she fired into my headboard, after which she dropped the gun and broke down crying, had to call her mother to ask her to come get this crazy chick the hell out of my house before i have to call the police.

have to admit though, kind of turned me on for a hot second~

Went on a date many years ago with a women who started talking about *hit, like describing it and talking about her child's dirty diapers out loud in a fairly nice restuarant. I politely told her that practically the whole restaurant was looking at her and maybe this was a topic best saved for another time.... she continued to talk about it for another five minutes. I was sure we were going to be asked to leave, but she finally stopped talking about poop. Needless to say, I never saw her again after I dropped her off that night. I cut the date short right after dinner and took her home, saying ""well...I guess I ought to get you home now, I'm sure your son's *hitty diaper needs changing or something."

i can still remember it like it were just last night. she seemed normal enough until i woke up one night staring up the barrel of a .45 cal gun pointed into my face. she pulled a sybil on me, really thought i'd broken into her house and had just finished raping her or something... even though we were in my bedroom in my house~

i have the round somewhere that she fired into my headboard, after which she dropped the gun and broke down crying, had to call her mother to ask her to come get this crazy chick the hell out of my house before i have to call the police.

have to admit though, kind of turned me on for a hot second~
The last thing to go through your mind... a chubby! :roflmao:

OMG S.dex how horrible.

Yep, I dated someone whom likes to control women.(I'm very independant so not going to happen with me). I made the worse mistake of my LIFE meeting this person. He would get all weirded out in large groups of people too. If I was having a good time, he wasn't. We went out with a bunch of people downtown and he pulled a chair out from underneath me to get me to leave. YEP. That was the breaking moment for me. Come to find out later most of the people that met him or know him didn't even like him. HMMMM. I say listen to your friends. They know stuff.

Now I'm dating a wonderful guy and I made him WORK to get me. :)

my ex-wife. Liar, cheater, *****.

"The ***** is come
For those who wait
Cross the breach in hell
See she is
Bedeviled with breasts

Enchantment on legs
And she comes down to me
And she offers me sleep
Under her black wings "

you know your date is gone wrong when the person starts talking about thier ex and how she said he pushed her but it's not true and how he was so upset at her that he called her work to get her fired and call the state for her having illegal little monkeys and how this other girl is suing him too for trespassing while she had a restraining oder againts him
CHECK PLEASE!

you know your date is gone wrong when the person starts talking about thier ex and how she said he pushed her but it's not true and how he was so upset at her that he called her work to get her fired and call the state for her having illegal little monkeys and how this other girl is suing him too for trespassing while she had a restraining oder againts him
CHECK PLEASE!

Sounds like a winner. :)

I dated myself last night. I was the best I ever had.

You'll go blind.

hehe, hard to pick just one ...

But it has to be BigHead --- he is in the group I call "One-Daters".

A friend fixed me up - with her ex-husband no less and I had no clue what he drove, or what he looked like other than a mild description of each from my friend.

Waiting on main street for a while -- he was late -- finally saw this big white van come down the street -- ahhh, that's him. He pulls over and I open the door and several used fast food cups roll out onto the street. Hike myself up into the seat where I'm greeted with an ashtray the size of a bucket - and it had at least three packs in there (I counted), then looked around to see the cab had all these various sized plastic rats glued to the dash and ceiling and a couple other little wiccan items here and there. OK, so now it stinks in there and it's just dirty - I finally get a good look at my date. hehe. He had this giant head!!!! And a near skullet!!!!!!!!!! Stringy gray hair was in a "foot" long ponytail - and he was a chimney when it came to smoking!

OK, time to talk to my date. He's just plain weird, in between puffs of course. We stopped and ate something - had a drink - he seemed OK when in the real world, but after the drink he immediately wanted to leave (I was starting to look at my watch - getting ready to pull the "Oh gosh it's late, and I have ton of things to do when I get home" bit) - why? So he could have another smoke in his van. So for the next 40 minutes - we went from one parking lot of a bar/restaurant to another --- he didn't like the looks of this one, this one is too busy, etc etc. But after making these important decisions --- he would turn the van off, light up and sit quietly and then try and start another odd conversation. We basically sat in parking lots all night.

After the 3rd parking lot (oh yeah, he showed me where he worked --- and then we sat in that parking lot too), I did the "Gosh it's getting late ..." BUT not before he made several comments about loving to camp (which I do to, but not his way) and that he and my friend used to do alot of camping -- and how he can't wait to bring me down to this communal kinda camping spot where his friends camp every weekend ALL SUMMER long --- where they have parties at night - ya know like dance around the fire naked.

I could not get out of that ashtry/van fast enough after he dropped me off (not at my house either).

Yep, BigHead made quite an impression!