Disappointed People Share The Worst Date They’ve Ever Been On.

Most of us define a bad date by little things: bad breath, not showing up on time, or not the best choice of restaurant. Those things look so tiny in comparison to some of the awful, AWFUL dates these Redditors have been on over the years. After you're done reading this you may swear of dating for a while. 

People on Reddit were asked: "What's the worst date you've ever been on?" These are some of the best answers.

Meet a guy from OKCupid. He seems nice, but never stops talking. After interrupting me for the 3rd or 4th time, I finally ask him "Do you want to hear anything I have to say?" He apologizes profusely, says "You're right, I'm so sorry!" and pulls out a pad of paper and a pen. He then jots notes as I'm telling him about myself and whatnot. I finally ask him what he's doing and he says "Oh, I'm writing down things I want to tell you when it's my turn to talk again."


I went on an online date with this guy when I first moved back home from college...

We met up and I have a habit of telling my parent "i'm going out, I'll be back later" without specifics, etc. Anyway, this time, she says "Just be careful and if he can't drive, get out the car."

We were en route to our first destination and it was closed. So, he asked me where I wanted to go and I said, "Hooters and bowling." I know, keep it classy right here.

His driving was so reckless... I mean, REALLY bad. Anyway, we ended up going across town because he wanted to take me to this one place. By this time I've determined I'm not into him and I want out, so I just go along with it, maybe we can be friends, right?

His breaks give out and we end up having an accident. We ran into the back of a truck pretty hard and I jerk forward, glasses flying off. After the smoke settles, when I'm nervous, I start laughing. He asks if I'm okay, I said sure and I'm looking for my glasses and he goes, "Oh this is bad, really bad." So, I said "Why? No insurance?" He says, "No, I have a warrant for my arrest." He gets out the car and runs. As he's running into the sunset, he's yelling back at me "I'm really sorry, I can't afford to go to jail again."

The person we hit, leaves. So, I'm the only one there and police show up. I had to call my parent to come pick me up because I have no friends in the area and of course, I gave the cops his info. I knew I wasn't going to talk to him again. The police gave me a ride to a gas station across the street as I was waiting for someone to pick me up. I leaned back, took a picture in the cop car, posted it on Facebook and tagged him in the picture. Somewhere in between the running he found time to get on Facebook and block me.

Bad part about not just the accident, I didn't even get a chance to enjoy Hooters and wings.


One time I went on an OKCupid date and everything was normal until the end. She was a cute, blonde girl that liked some of the things I liked. We seemed to make each other laugh via OKCupid chat, so I asked her if she wanted to meet. She said sure.

We met up at the Elephant & Castle in San Francisco. It's a popular bar and has enough room to have private conversations. I was kind of nervous and didn't want to drink because I was on medication but she called me out so I ordered what she ordered. A pear cider. 

We go upstairs and nervously talk. At first it was awkward but we both seemed to loosen up quickly. She has a darker sense of humor than I expected, bringing up topics like burned bodies discovered on the side of the road and making jokes. I'm into it and play along too. Everything seems completely fine and normal and I start maybe to even like her and she touches me playfully and it just seems completely normal and easy.

Then suddenly, without anything weird being said or anything happening: no phone call or emotion or reaction, she gets up and just walks away rapidly.

I was so confused by the suddenness I thought maybe I had missed something she said and followed her through the crowded bar as she increased her speed. She never looked back at me or anything, she just kept going for the door. I thought maybe she was having a panic attack or something like that but when we got outside she was completely fine. She kept walking away at top speed when I finally said, "Hey, wait a moment!"

She turned around with this look on her face like she didn't know who I was and said, "Yes?" I was like, "Uh, oh that was so sudden I mean, I just wanted to say goodbye. Maybe we can shake hands or something?" I didn't really know what to say and I tried to make a joke thinking about the least intimate greeting. She said, "Why?" as she stuck out her hand and put it in mine awkwardly. Then she turned around and high tailed it out there.

I took a minute and looked at her walk away and I tried retracing my steps of what we said and did and trying to think of why she reacted like that. I really felt like I must be the [worst] person ever.

What I didn't notice while thinking, was that there was this huge crowd of people smoking outside the bar. I mean, it must have been 50 people just all around the bar and we had been standing right in the center of them.

I didn't notice at first, but after she left they all started cracking jokes about me. Like tons and tons of jokes and it was like suddenly I could hear them so I kind of looked around me realizing what was happening until I recognized the jokes were about me.

Finally one very tall dude smoking a clove shouted loudly, "Ahhh! Romeo! Look how fast [she's] is walking!" Everyone just erupted in laughter. I was so double stunned that I just kind of walked away slowly back toward the BART station. As I walked I heard that same voice yell, "Aw? Did I hurt that guys feelings. Sorry brother!"

That's not the worst date I have been on but it was one that I think of a lot in the shower when I feel depressed.


I went on a date with a girl from OkCupid. It was late (about 9 p.m.), and she sent me a message out of the blue. We talked for a while, and she wanted to meet up with food. I hadn't had dinner yet, so I agreed. We were to meet up at a local diner.

Her profile picture was reasonable. Not my typical type, but not awful. What showed up, however, was not great. She had brought her friend along (a 16 year old; I was 22; She was 20). To compound that, her friend had brought her toddler along. Oh, and her friend brought another friend.

So here I am with 3 girls and a toddler that I don't know. All three of the girls had brought Monster energy into the restaurant with them. We sat down at the table and it just went downhill from there.

The toddler ran out of juice in her sippy cup, so the mom filled it with monster. She then let the toddler play with the sugar container (one of the "shaker" style ones. Big cylinder with a little flappy thing). She promptly poured sugar all over the table and started licking it up.

Meanwhile, all the girls are laughing at the toddler and having a great time. They're talking amongst each other and not even attempting to include me in the conversation. After about 5 minutes of them ignoring me, they started talking about guys from high school.

Long story short, I ate half a chicken sandwich, excused myself, apologized to the hostess/waitress for the mess and the awful people, left a $50 and got the hell out.


In summary: Long time ago, my girlfriend decided at the last minute she wanted to do dinner and a movie after weeks of her saying she didn't want to do anything for Valentine's Day. All restaurants were full/busy so we ended up at Burger King. The movie she was dying to go see? Schindler's List.

Bad to worse: I refused to leave the movie. She sobbed through most of the first half and pleaded that we leave at the intermission. Nope. I paid for it and she wanted to see it so damned bad -- we were staying.


Once I went out with this guy I had just met the night before and he wanted to take me out to a 'nice' dinner.

He got lost on his way to my residence after giving him clear instructions. I ended up having to walk to the main street to flag him down. He took me to a sports bar/restaurant. Really? Got immediately jealous assuming that the waitress was flirting with me.

When we left the bar/restaurant, he needed to stop and get gas. At the gas station there was a bum asking for change and he rudely told him to go [screw] himself. 

At that point I asked to be taken immediately home. On the way, he was trying to keep conversation with me and was barely looking at the road. I got really nervous and told him to pay more attention to what's in front of him and he tried to play it off like I was too pretty to pay attention (in a really cheesy, not suave way).

Almost immediately after that, I saw a small dog run into the street and screamed WATCH OUT!!! He hit it and kept driving. I started crying my eyes out and he obviously didn't know what to do.

After a few moments of being home, he promptly called me and said he returned to the scene of the crime to make sure the dog was OK because I was so upset about it, then said he didn't see anything so he assumed he didn't do much damage and the poor thing must have fled.

Told him not to ever call me again.


Once in the throes of desperation I decided to try and meet someone on Craigslist. I found a posting that seemed like a nice, fairly reasonable person that seemed to have common interests and we got along pretty well during our email exchange.

We met up at a local outdoor mall to walk around and chat for a bit and decide where to go from there. She had definite facial hair and smelled terrible. Like a trooper, I decided to stick it out, because maybe she's really nice in person. I figured worst case scenario, contact with someone who wasn't a coworker or my family would be nice.

Over the course of the date, she made multiple references to how nice it was to see so many other couples out and about that day, and attempted to name our future children and discuss weddings. There were some other red flag conversations that I don't recall, but it was....odd.

There was not a second date.


I was really young, probably about 15 or so. I had a crush on every guy who even remotely expressed an interest in me, but this guy...there are no words to describe this guy.

His name was Jesse. We met through a mutual friend, and while he wasn't exactly my type, he told me he thought I was pretty and so, I wanted to give him a chance.

A couple weeks later we decide to meet up at the mall for our first official date. He was very sweet, we were holding hands, you know typical teenage [stuff]. But then he got weird. VERY weird.

We're sitting on this bench and he turns to me and stares at me right in the eyes and says "Wow, when I look at you, and I look into your eyes I feel like I'm looking into your soul." Okaaaaay. I'm fifteen and desperate for an epic love story so I just smile. He goes on "I know this seems soon but...I think you might be my soulmate. I can't wait until the day we can get married, and have babies and live together. We're going to have such an amazing life together"

So let me recap. I'm fifteen, I'm on a FIRST DATE, and my date just essentially proposed to me. I noped out of there and never talked to him again.


Took girl to movies. She asks "Can my best friend come too?" There goes my chances basically. I say of course you can! Trying to be nice, was also assuming it was going to be a girl.

Shows up with her friend, who is indeed a guy. This is when I find out that its her one and only ex, but they remained best friends and nothing is happening between them. Well this date is ruined, lets try to salvage it.

Go to pay for our tickets (me and her), even when she offered to pay for hers. After buying, she turns around and buys her ex's ticket... We actually got along fine and they were nice people, but it was like a tug of war for the rest of the night fighting for her attention, of course I lose, they are best friends.

When I get home the guy adds me on Facebook, and he proceeds to tell me don't bother trying to date her, she's a terrible girlfriend. Thanks for the heads up.

I finally got her alone for one more movie, but it all just sort of fell apart, I actually really liked her, but clearly I had no effect on her. Oh well I guess. Take note future daters, this is a bad idea...


I was on a first date with a girl I had met through doing some community theatre. We'd gone to the movies to see "Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs." Before the movie, we were chatting and slowly realizing that it definitely wasn't meant to work out. We just had too many conflicting interests and opinions. It made the experience incredibly uncomfortable, especially because we started lightly arguing over things like politics and religion. I was young and I was an idiot.

Anywho, before the movie started I texted another friend of mine to tell her (the friend) how terribly the date was going. And then I heard that fateful sound. Immediately after clicking "send" on my phone, my date's phone chimed. She pulled it out of her purse and read whatever text had come in. She then slowly turned to me and asked...

"Did you MEAN to send that to me?"

I immediately realized and explained that I had just opened up whatever the most recent message in my inbox was and replied to that, with the intention of texting my friend. Or perhaps I'd clicked the wrong name in my contacts list (they both were the only names beginning with M in my phone.) Needless to say, she was pretty upset.

I explained that, despite our differences I really enjoyed her company. I really did, because she was brilliant and beautiful. Certainly out of my league. So we continued the date as friends which was more awkward than we had anticipated.

After the movie, we went our separate ways. When I got back to my apartment, I texted that same friend again about how that date was incredibly uncomfortable and I doubted that there would be a follow up.

My phone chimes.

"You sent it to me again."


We spent most of the date going shopping for clothes for another date she had later that week.

It's kinda funny seeing as how she was the one that asked me out.


I had a very disappointing date in high school. It was the dead of winter. Like -40 Celsius. We had gone to a movie, and the whole thing was really awkward. She didn't really seem to want to be there, was very detached. After the movie, and the bus trip home, she admitted that the only reason she even agreed to the date with me is because my friend had turned her down a few days earlier (I wasn't aware of that at the time). That a pretty big let down and waste of time.

But I figured whatever, I'll head home, and find something else to spend time on, I'll get over it eventually. I got off the bus and just wanted to get home as soon as possible. At the bus stop there is a thigh high railing around the front of the nearby parking lot, instead of walking around it, I decided to step onto, and then over it.

The second I stepped onto it, i realized it was coated in ice. I Charlie Browned. Just flipped through the air. Lost everything in my pockets. Ripped my pants from [butt] to zipper. And then came down hard right onto the railing with my shin, fracturing it.

It's still -40 out. I can't just lay there till help comes. So I fish around in the snow, grab my stuff, try to stuff my balls back into my pants, and stagger home.


Went on a blind date with a lady who wouldn't stop picking at her scabs. Just made a pile out of them on the restaurant table. I excused myself to use the washroom and when I came back my soup was there but the pile of scabs wasn't. No I didn't eat the soup.


I went on a Tinder date with a guy who is now in my contacts as "Donotanswer."

Prior to the date he seemed normal. We texted and talked on the phone then arranged to meet at a restaurant/bar. He was cute but definitely bitter about something. He was from California and apparently didn't like this new city we were in. He started talking about how uptight everyone here is about sex.

He invited the waitress to a party his company was throwing, after sending back the French fries he ordered. I showed him a picture of my dog on my phone; he took out his phone and showed me a picture of his penis.

We walked out of the restaurant together to get our cars from the valet. My car came first and I left. He texted me later that he had my sweater (apparently I dropped it on the way out) and if I wanted to see it again I'd have to hang out with him.

RIP, sweater.


Wasn't necessarily the date, which was bad on its own, but the fact that she hung out in my parking lot for two hours after she dropped me off "in case I changed my mind about doing something after dinner."


I was on a date with this girl who seemed great. Good looking, funny, shared similar interests. First date, and we're sitting in some bar that she's a regular at discussing ourselves, when it starts getting to the basic first date questions.

"So, you said you work in an office but is that what you really want to do?" I asked. "Did you go to school for it?"

"Actually..." She says, reaching into her bag. "I'm currently going to clown school."

I [kid] you not, this girl had pulled out a red clown nose and put it on. Now, if this was our third date, I would have been less shocked. However, we had been talking for a week and this is the first date. We are supposed to IMPRESS each other. But she was good looking, and I wanted to hook up.

"Oh! That's so cool. I didn't know clown school was actually a thing."

"Oh, no, it's competitive!"

"I had no idea. So are you in clown university, clown college, clown technical school?"

And then she took my joke as an attack.

For a clown she had a terrible sense of humor.


Met her in a adult soccer league. Asked her to grab breakfast that weekend, she accepted. Picked her up, took her to a hole in the wall diner, ordered the garden omelet. Throughout the meal she talked about all the [kinks] she was in to: breath play, being dominated, etc. As Kevin Hart would say, she was getting too kinky too fast. Got the check, realized my wallet was in my gym bag from the night before. I apologized, she paid for us both, and I took her back to her place. She invited me in, and I couldn't refuse as she had just bought me a meal.

An hour later, after the dirtiest sex of my life up to that point, we were lying in bed when she gets a text and panics. "Oh my god, you have to leave! My boyfriend got off work early and if he finds us he'll kick me out!"

This if the first i'm hearing of a [boyfriend], and I realize that I just [screwed her] on her boyfriend's bed after she bought me breakfast with money he gave her. So I throw on half my clothes, jump into my car, and knock over the mailbox in my rush to get the hell out of dodge. When I get home, I see that my rear bumper has a nice new crack.


I went on a date last Friday. It was through OKCupid. I don't go on a lot of dates so it's not like I have a ton of horrible dates to choose from, but this was the worst, although I wouldn't say it was super bad or anything.

I actually asked this woman out for drinks and she recommended we do dinner instead. That was fine by me even though I usually only do drinks for a first encounter with somebody from online dating. I don't even consider drinks to be a date, to be honest. Anyway, the day of the date she texted me and told me I shouldn't expect a beauty to show up for dinner. It was kind of confusing because she looked OK in her pictures, so I wasn't sure what to make of it.

When I met her it was clear that her pictures were a little misleading. Now, don't get me wrong, she wasn't hideous or anything, but the one full body shot she had was definitely at an angle that did her a lot of justice. She looked very different in person, but she was still a cute woman. She showed me a picture of what she used to look like. She probably lost about 150lbs, so it was awesome that she made such a huge change. However, she spent most of the dinner putting herself down and being really, really negative about herself. She had lower self esteem and confidence than I do, which I thought was impossible. Even as bad as I am and how negatively I talk about myself, I don't do it on a date.

There was no chemistry for me in person and she definitely is not in a healthy place to be in a relationship, to be honest. She needs to be much happier with herself before she should date anyone. Although she did tell me it was only the second date she had ever been on. In the end, she was a really nice woman and her face was fairly cute. Usually when a date I go on is awful it's because I'm awful.


We met on a dating website, and went to a sushi place for dinner.

He was a jerk. He told me this. Repeatedly. Almost everything he said ended with "I know I'm a jerk, but at least I'm honest, right?" First story he tells me is how he really only joined the dating website to troll people, but then he saw me and thought he'd give going on a real date a shot. Gee, thanks. All his other stories were equally awful.

Also, I'm pretty sure he literally thought no meant yes and yes meant no. When we were at the restaurant he absolutely INSISTED that I order this one thing. I said no like five times, but he just kept pushing for it until I ordered it just to shut him up.

Then after the dinner he wanted to go to the mall nearby and hang around. We walked around until we passed this anime/manga store. He asked if I wanted to go in and I said sure, I like that store. He insisted I didn't. Said he didn't want to force me to go. I said no, I really do want to go in. We went in for like 2 minutes and then he decided he didn't want to force me to do something I didn't want to do and practically dragged me out of the store.

I didn't call him back after that...


A few years ago, I was going through a breakup, so I was super excited when this hot guy I met at work asked me out. He picked me up and told me he really wanted to go see that Twilight movie. So, even though I'm not one of those girls that really got into the Twilight thing, I said sure, fine, lets go see it.

He didn't mention it was OPENING NIGHT for that movie, so we stood in line for an hour with a ton of teenaged squealing girls. So we're standing in line, and who turns around and makes eye contact with me? My ex-boyfriends sister (who I never liked to begin with, even before the relationship went bad).

We finally get in the theater, get our seats, and who sits RIGHT next to me? Yup, the sister...literally sharing an armrest. So, I sit through the movie being bored (I'm not into Twilight, I'm just not), pissed/nervous, and annoyed (because every time the werewolf guy took his shirt off, the girls in the theater would yell "woooOoOO").

So when we finally leave, we go back to his place for some drinks. One thing leads to another and he asks me to spend the night. I agreed, even though I didn't really feel like staying there, but I didn't want to drive after drinking. Let me also note that this guy was HORRIBLE in bed. WORST SEX EVER. He was TERRIBLE! And in the morning before he went to work he said "I want you to be here when I get back."

Me: "Well, ok.. We can hang out again, but I want to go home and shower and whatnot..."

Him: "No, don't leave, please? I really want you to be here."

Me: "Ok, ok, I'll stay I guess.." His begging gave me the creepiest vibe at this point...

I wait 10 minutes after he leaves and I bounced and never looked back.

And now he's in jail awaiting trial for murder in LA. It was all over the news a few months ago.


Went out on a lunch/tennis date with a guy. Lunch was fine, he was alright, so we went to play tennis. After nine games in 80 degree weather, we're all sweaty, stinky, and gross, and he immediately comes over after the last game, hugs me then kisses me and sticks his tongue down my throat. I had to push him away, totally grossed out by both the sweat and the tongue, and had to awkwardly tell him to his face I wasn't in to him because I didn't want him to kiss me again.

Gentlemen, play it safe and don't stick your tongue in your date's mouth on the first date. This can be a major turnoff. I have no idea why all the men I've dated recently think tongue kisses on the first kiss are a good idea. Ew. No. Stop. Or at least ask.


Back in college I was invited to an ice rink with a girl I liked and some of her friends. I did not know how to ice skate and I did not pick it up very quickly but I wanted to try and impress her somehow. Well I hugged the wall the whole time and made a fool of myself. The highlight was when I saw a flash of light as I fell in front of a group of people. Turns out I had fallen right at the moment someone took a picture so my failure was immortalized forever. She took me back to my apartment and ended the relationship before it began.

On a lighter note, the woman who is now my wife was at that ice rink on that night. We didn't realize we were there the same time until a year or two into our relationship and she exclaimed "You were that guy who couldn't ice skate! Yeah, she didn't seem that into you."


I went out for dinner and a movie with a guy. I tried to chip in money at both, but he insisted that he cover it all. At the end of the night, we're sitting in his car in the parking lot of the restaurant we had just eaten at, and he asks for a [kiss] saying "I mean, I bought you dinner and took you to a movie, it's the least you can do".

Thankfully I lived nearby, I hopped out and walked home.


I paid him $20 in gas money to come pick me up because I lived fairly far away and figured it was fair. I then paid $45 for dinner plus a $7 tip. Then I bought $25 in shisha to smoke hookah together because he loves it, but was out of shisha.

He then demands sex and I decline because it was a first date. I wasn't even liking him enough to kiss him. He did this half-cry thing in which no tears came out but he was "sobbing"?

I ended the date there and asked to be driven home. He said he'd drive me home if I had sex with him. I ended up taking a taxi home. I waited outside his house for two hours late at night waiting for the taxi. (That's a whole other story: taxi company every 30min kept saying "We'll be there in 10 minutes! Nope, 2 hours....) Whole trip together cost me over $200 to have the worst date of my life.



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