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24-Aug-2016 08:56

I’d received three warning emails since I signed up a week ago, urgently warning me to ARRIVE 30 MINUTES PRIOR TO THE EVENT OR MY SPOT WOULD BE GIVEN AWAY. The boxer and I notice a live microphone in the corner of the back room.Imagine my surprise when, a mere 25 minutes before the dating was to begin, I enter the room to find a clearly drunk 40-something in a suit slumped in a chair by the entrance, a woman with oily hair talking to a guy who seemed to have never spoken to a woman before, and no one else. The good news is that with an i Phone with an interval time app, three dozen cocktail napkins, thirty-some single Jews, and a live mic, speed dating is not that hard to run.Seriously, who doesn't at least cursory research the restaurant beforehand. Asking a woman to dinner doesn't entitle you to an invite into her house and certainly not to sex, even if you'd paid for dinner. **** Set up with a friend of a friend on a blind date. I have had other bad dates, but that one was the worst of my life. The one where I went to the bathroom and when I came back the date was going through my phone, reading my my messages and turned into an obsessive stalker person when I told him not to contact me ever again.He picks me up (I really should have agreed to meet him somewhere but I figure my friend wouldn't set me up with a psychopath.) He suggests we go to the beach to talk - in July, at 9 o'clock at night! So we wind up going through a Maccas drive thru because he doesn't like coffee and doesn't want to go to a cafe. But it turns up he wasn't a totally cheapskate, he's brought along a half eaten box of chocolates LOL! He told me off for not knowing the name of the band that were playing, 'borrowed' my 0 note to buy drinks (eftpos was down, but he didn't give me my change - he stayed at the bar, got smashed, and then kissed another woman. The one where we went to a lovely little tapas bar and he wouldn't eat anything, because he preferred 'simple' foods and even the chorizo was just too overwhelming for his weak palate.While that may impress some women in Chicago, here in DC where there are more lawyers than cherry blossoms, I was not impressed.

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I am a recovering nice guy who realized that modern culture has it backwards.So prior to being coupled up, I was single for a number of years.Cue lots of funny stories for dinner parties for years to come. I'm sure fellow EBs have their own to share for a giggle. He rings and asks me out for dinner and names a restaurant.As a STILL single, busy mom with a hectic lifestyle, I actually like the concept of speed dating; being able to go on several "mini dates" in one evening. We spoke for a while after the whole speed dating part was over, so we'll see where it goes from here. Maybe not in a bar next time, but perhaps in a more personal setting at a table in a nice restaurant...Let's face it; dating is exhausting, so if I can meet an array of men in one night, I'm all for it! Who knows, maybe 50 years from now, when we're on our porch swing looking out on our sprawling farm we can tell our grandchildren how we met. Though I will make sure the Pinot Noir is never out of reach!

I am a recovering nice guy who realized that modern culture has it backwards.

So prior to being coupled up, I was single for a number of years.

Cue lots of funny stories for dinner parties for years to come. I'm sure fellow EBs have their own to share for a giggle. He rings and asks me out for dinner and names a restaurant.

As a STILL single, busy mom with a hectic lifestyle, I actually like the concept of speed dating; being able to go on several "mini dates" in one evening. We spoke for a while after the whole speed dating part was over, so we'll see where it goes from here. Maybe not in a bar next time, but perhaps in a more personal setting at a table in a nice restaurant...

Let's face it; dating is exhausting, so if I can meet an array of men in one night, I'm all for it! Who knows, maybe 50 years from now, when we're on our porch swing looking out on our sprawling farm we can tell our grandchildren how we met. Though I will make sure the Pinot Noir is never out of reach!

20 mins into the date I went to the bathroom and cried, because I couldn't politely leave for at least another hour, so some random sweet girls in the toilet befriended me and pretended we knew each other already, so I could go hang with their group and take the focus of it being a one-on-one date. I have never dated (I was too young to really date when I got together with XH). He picked me up at the airport with one of his kids - I knew he had 2 sons but had made it very clear I wasn't prepared to meet with them this early on.