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On the piano.
So he picks me up for dinner, and his cats are in the back of the car.
When we pulled up to his flat, he jumped out without offering to pay for his fare.
Is he dealing drugs?
I just continued talking to him while this guy was standing behind me.
He walked into the bar, smiled at me, then started crying.
And to that, I raise my single-person glass.
Halfway through the night, the sudden urge to go to the restroom kicked in.
JK, never spoke to him again.
You push the door open and he is sitting propped up against the bathtub, mumbling something about having fallen over and reaching for your hand to be helped up.
As we edged closer, my fingers gripped his tighter as I realised that the tape was wrapped around my house.
He told our partners that they had to lick off all the peanut butter in order to win.
He even started playing it for me.
The guy is now my boyfriend so in a weird way, grateful, but also I never want to experience that again.
We had a few wines at my place and it was going great!