| 2/27/2008 2:16:47 PM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | maleni321
Decatur, GA
age: 23
| wow ,now those story was something else ,,,,im glad every one is safe and still living but ,,,those stories are to funny thanks for the laugh guys i really needed it
| | 2/27/2008 4:41:08 PM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | 
bella2020
Lebanon, OH
age: 47
| Well if the no leg conversation didn't ever come up .He must of thought it wasn't important. hehe funny blind date
| | 2/29/2008 8:53:52 AM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | sara50
Carlsbad, NM
age: 50
| a man you went to school with years ago called and said he was divorced and was checking to see how you were doing. After several long conversations and catching up, you have discussed getting hurt, not just jumping into the sack, divorce, kids etc. He tells you he is living on a ranch and would love to come see you but he has to feed the cattle, etc. He instead invites you to come down and see him for the weekend. You tell him yes and you'll get a motel in his area and you can meet for lunch. You drive over 300 miles and get to your motel. He calls and says he cant make lunch as he is having problems at the ranch. He invites you to come out later in the day and he will have salad and pizza. You agree and as soon as you get there, not only has he been drinking, but immediately begins touching you and trying to kiss you. Mind you, its been since high school that you've seen him. It creeps me out, so I leave, with him cussing all the way.
| | 2/29/2008 12:04:03 PM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | 
trailhead54
Waterford, MI
age: 54
| A few years ago, I started communicating with a woman I had encountered in a chat room about bird watching. We lived in the same town and quickly escalated to phone conversations. After a couple of weeks, we decided to meet at the local outlet of a well known coffee emporium. When we met, the first thing I noticed was that she was much larger than I had expected; although, by now, I have come to accept that a lot of people are a quite a bit bigger in person than in digital form. As we walked to the entrance, I noticed that she was wearing flip-flops in the snow.
Once inside, we copped a couple of buckets of mud. I headed to a nice table with a view at the front window. As I sat down, my date indicated that she didn’t want to sit at that particular location; and expressed a preference for a seat in the back. I jokingly suggested that, perhaps, she was embarrassed to be seen with me. She assured me this was not the case. She said, “I’m worried about shooters.”
“Yeah, right.”
As we relocated to a table toward the rear, she stated that her concerns were very real, saying, “We all have our little quirks.”
Now, we weren’t in the most upscale neighborhood around. However, unless she’s on some sort of hit list, the possibility of us getting our asses capped at this particular location was remote at best. This got me contemplating the changing process of initiating relationships over the last decade. In previous interactions through instant message and phone conversations, my date seemed very compatible. She was pleasant, well spoken; and we shared a passion for the Cedar Waxwings common in our local forests. How could we have missed the fact that we were so absolutely opposite in ways that were multiplying exponentially as we sat in the coffee shop? This meeting would never have occurred in the halcyon days of analog dating.
As I made the usual “get acquainted” small talk, I began to ponder the potential negative consequences of consorting with an individual who appears to be paranoid and delusional. For example, what if she thought I was conspiring to harm her? Well, I did not have to wait long to experience those negative consequences first hand.
I tried to make conversation; but she was distracted. She kept looking at the people seated at a couch and chairs by a coffee table behind and to my left. There were about 7 of them. They were looking over charts and lists; and having animated discourse. It was some sort of meeting. She finally told me that it was a conference of Regional Managers, “RMs” as she referred to them, of this coffee chain. She continued to attentively observe the meeting.
I began to resign myself to the fact that we were probably not a match made in heaven. We didn’t seem to relate well, had trouble maintaining a conversation, and there was just no “chemistry.” When a participant of the meeting got up, apparently heading to the lavatory, my date addressed her. “Excuse me, are you an RM?”
Yes. The sharply dressed 30-something acknowledged that she was, indeed, a Regional Manager of this fine coffee corporation. My chat room pal seemed eager to converse with the RM; and asked if they were currently hiring. The RM explained that they were always accepting applications. My consort then told the RM about her son, a very intelligent, astute and charming college student who needed a job for the summer. In my associate’s opinion, her budding young prodigy would be quite well suited for a position with this company. The RM directed her to get an application from the counter; and have her son complete it and present it to the store manager.
My date had another strategy in mind. She suggested that the RM, from her high office, could personally handle her son’s application. If the RM could get the application to the “right people,” her son’s employment would be expedited. The RM was clearly uncomfortable pursuing this course of action. Her body language suggested “I gotta go now!”
My date reiterated her son’s many qualifications to work for America’s leading chain of coffee shops. His girlfriend had worked there last summer. He was an above average student who would be easy to train. The RM was trying to bring the conversation to a polite conclusion. In fact, at this point, I, too, was attempting to formulate an effective exit strategy. I placed a dollar on the table as my acquaintance continued to campaign for her son’s career. After all, opportunities like this rarely just drop into your lap.
“By the way, my name’s Anne Gundersen. And you are…?”
“Pleased to meet you,” replied the RM with a polite smile. “Well, Anne, I need to get going. Good luck—“
As the RM started moving away, my date began seething with rage, as indicated by her reddening complexion and death face. Her upper torso expanded as she inhaled deeply; about to discharge a loud deafening diatribe. She grabbed the coffee executive by the arm, turned the volume to 11, and launched into her venomous invective.
“Well, if this is how you treat your customers, I…”
I stood up, looking at the floor like I had dropped my change. Almost inaudibly, I whispered, “Excuse me.”
Wishing I could become invisible, I beat a hasty gait to the door. Outside, I glanced around for potential assassins. Seeing none, I walked briskly to the car and retreated before the burning Hindenburg exploded.
To this day, I still get uncomfortable when I see flip-flops in the snow.
| | 2/29/2008 9:20:09 PM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | onewildmustang
Crawfordville, GA
age: 32
| YES I have a true story
one of the members of this site..
.hulky74
.....took money and personal items.
I have his name and personal information and am contacting the authorities...he is a stalker here.....not a true member.
Kathy
[Edited 2/29/2008 9:20:57 PM]
| | 3/1/2008 5:55:59 AM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | flowergirl62
South Australia
Australia
age: 46
| clevekid1 - gosh that story makes me so sad. Why didn't she get rid of the cat if she didn't like it. You totally did the right thing. I would have done exactly the same. I happen to be a cat person but I would have reacted like you cat/dog or whatever.
| | 3/1/2008 7:57:42 AM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | bellatoul
Linden, NJ
age: 44
| clevekid I would have done the same thing with one difference, I would have taken the cat with me! If she did that with just being annoyed at the cat what the hell would she do if she were really mad! No animal should be abused in any way, they cannot defend themselves. I really don't understand how anyone can hurt a defenseless animal 
| | 3/2/2008 9:22:24 PM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | silkscreen
Toronto, ON
age: 51
| Yeah. A very long time ago. Will never happen again let me tell you. Details are going to be left as water under the bridge. If I ever meet up with another one like that - quite accidently - I'll do everything in my power to not walk away and leave well enough alone. I'll die trying to fight back and leave that type of pig under a bridge instead.   
| | 3/5/2008 10:51:10 AM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | 
dyezah
North Little Rock, AR
age: 37
|  I went out w/ a guy during high school) that seemed like prince charming until I shut the door . He spun out, got a couple miles down the road & said you're chioces are either put out or get out. After telling him to pull over & save us both the hassle, he sped up to 90. I was scared out of my mind, then I got mad. We stopped in the nearest town to get a gas for his car & I called for reinforcements. Luckily, a cousin was nearby & persuaded him that leaving me there was best for all concerned. What a toad.
A month later, I was @ an atique car show & ran into a friend of a friend. He asked me out, picked me up in his el camino w/ a camper type thing on it. It had reg shag carpet, & a mattress. Never know when you might need it for the honeys...thus say the el camino lunatic. We were going on a double date w/ a girlfriend & her b/f. We got to the eating establishment & they couldn't pry my hands off the table when it was time to go...
He called for months. Back then, it was a party line situation, & the whole neighborhood enjoyed it.
He terrified my little sister for some reason. Maybe I should run each new date through her first...
[Edited 3/5/2008 11:01:07 AM]
| | 3/6/2008 5:16:07 PM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | 
styx_disaster
White Sulphur Springs, WV
age: 20
| I went on a date with a guy and everything was going fine. We went to dinner, but then he started talking about how he was psychotic. I though he was just screwing around. Then we did go to a movie, everything was fine then and he kissed me which was okay.... We went back to his place just to chill and plus he had some type of animal- can't remember that i wanted to see. The next thing I know he's trying to undress me. The boy didn't know the meaning of the word no until about the 30th time. Then he quit. I thought he was going to rape me- speaking that I'm very small and he was large built. After that I never spoke to him again.....it sucked. 
[Edited 3/6/2008 5:29:38 PM]
| | 3/6/2008 5:24:00 PM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | 
oldeschoolcharm
Monroe, WA
age: 47
| Geez, styx_disaster: NEVER, and I mean NEVER, invite a fellow back to your place, or go any non-public place with him unless you know him real well, for some sufficiently comfortable value of "real well".
You got off lucky.
Sheesh, I don't even try to kiss someone on a first date, unless there is very definately a strong vibe that my companion would like me to.
| | 3/6/2008 5:29:06 PM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | |
styx_disaster
White Sulphur Springs, WV
age: 20
| no we went back to his place to drop him off, and the kiss threw me off. And yeah I'll never ever do that shit again. =/
[Edited 3/6/2008 5:32:37 PM]
| | 3/8/2008 12:49:56 PM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | 
smokeslow
Keansburg, NJ
age: 53
| clevekid1
Cleveland, OH
age: 38
BRAVO MAN,cats are cool to,but that sicko ? you did the only thing you could i guess,except to grab the cat and then run,but sicko would iether chase you with a shank ,or call 911 and she would probably punch herself in the face and head and you'd get the d.v. cuffs put on!!!!!!!!
| | 3/8/2008 12:52:16 PM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | |
smokeslow
Keansburg, NJ
age: 53
| ladyp21
West Palm Beach, FL
age: 54
say,as long as its his 'middle leg'right?    
| | 3/14/2008 10:47:11 AM | Scary Dates, Anyone Else? | | 
kit43
Monroe, NC
age: 44
| well.. i went on a date with a guy we had talked on the phone for about 2 weeks and he asked me out to dinner.. i met him there..it was a very nice restraunt, and he showed up in torn jeans and a dirty shirt.. as he got closer to me OMG it was a she /he i swear you could really tell..im trying to be nice and he..it.. sounded like a man but No way was it a man!!! the boobs and the lady looking hands.. and the face.,,,you could tell... oh yes it freaked me out lol>>>>> i made up an excuse and left... scared me...
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