your worst dates/sex/relationships etc..... Ladies & Lads!

As i'm lazy...

A friend decided to set me up with her brother thinking we'd be perfect for each other. All she told me about him was he was lovely, a real gentleman and only dated models (this should have set alarm bells ringing!)We met after work at a cafe in town, he'd arrived early and had sat himself down and already ordered, when i arrived he introduced himself very formally and we sat down.

Without sounding awful this man was not attractive in the least had a greasy combover and clothes way too tight for him and honestly seemed to think he was brad pitt. Pm me if you want a description i don't want to put it up here. In short over one coffee he asked me first off if i was wearing a bra ( i was wearing an average top that stopped just above where you would actually see my boobs) then stared at my boobs for the entire coffee in quite an obvious way!He asked me what my hobbies were and i answered the usual cinema socialising stuff and enquired after his which were only bdsm and group sex and dungeons and dragons, he then went on and told me he would enjoy 'dominating' me, then went into detail of spankings and tieing up etc-in a small crowded cafe!!

Theres a few other crude things that im going to leave out but suffice to say i made my excuses and tried to leave-he followed me. Came up to me at the end of the road and said he'd walk me to where i was going. I insisted it wasn't necessary as it was a 20 min walk away but regardless he did and then when i said ok bye etc he just jumped at me with his tongue out for a snog right outside my office and said he'd book a hotel room for the next time we met.

Obviously i didn't want to be rude as this guy was a friends brother but i was not too happy with him. My friend was really upset that i said he wasn't for me but i didn't think telling her the truth was appropriate!

I also had one experience of going out with a friend and her new colleagues where they were trying to fix me up with one guy in the group, he was grand but i'd never met any of them before so was chatting to them all. He had just moved her and was staying at one of their homes. At the end of the night we went out to get taxis and he pulled me aside to ask for my number, the others jumped off and got a taxi together and left the tow of us there! So then he says eh i'll have to stay with you because i don't know the place i'm supposed to be staying and i've no credit to call. I just gave him my phone to ring but of course they didn't answer. I said he could stay on the couch and we went off to mine. Like i said nice enough guy but it was a bit odd. The next morning i said i'd walk him to the bus stopand he asked if we could meet again and i said sure. He 'left' his phone in my apartment and later in the day sent a message via my friend if he could come collect it and what was my address. So he arrives over and brought a pizza and ends up asking to stay again on couch. He said he hadn't had a shower since he arrived in ireland at all due to moving about and to be honest was a bit whiffy. I suggested he could use my shower but he wasn't bothered and made for the alcohol. I got a phone call and when i came back he had drank about 2/3 of it by himself and was in no state to move so another night on the couch. The next night he rang saying his friend had gone out and he was locked out could he come over to mine. I said i wasn't in, he arrived over anyway! In short i had mr smelly on my couch for about a week and he was a total alco, drank everything and never stopped drinking until he passed out.

LolaDub wrote: »

As i'm lazy...

A friend decided to set me up with her brother thinking we'd be perfect for each other. All she told me about him was he was lovely, a real gentleman and only dated models (this should have set alarm bells ringing!)We met after work at a cafe in town, he'd arrived early and had sat himself down and already ordered, when i arrived he introduced himself very formally and we sat down.

Without sounding awful this man was not attractive in the least had a greasy combover and clothes way too tight for him and honestly seemed to think he was brad pitt. Pm me if you want a description i don't want to put it up here. In short over one coffee he asked me first off if i was wearing a bra ( i was wearing an average top that stopped just above where you would actually see my boobs) then stared at my boobs for the entire coffee in quite an obvious way!He asked me what my hobbies were and i answered the usual cinema socialising stuff and enquired after his which were only bdsm and group sex and dungeons and dragons, he then went on and told me he would enjoy 'dominating' me, then went into detail of spankings and tieing up etc-in a small crowded cafe!!

Theres a few other crude things that im going to leave out but suffice to say i made my excuses and tried to leave-he followed me. Came up to me at the end of the road and said he'd walk me to where i was going. I insisted it wasn't necessary as it was a 20 min walk away but regardless he did and then when i said ok bye etc he just jumped at me with his tongue out for a snog right outside my office and said he'd book a hotel room for the next time we met.

Obviously i didn't want to be rude as this guy was a friends brother but i was not too happy with him. My friend was really upset that i said he wasn't for me but i didn't think telling her the truth was appropriate!

I also had one experience of going out with a friend and her new colleagues where they were trying to fix me up with one guy in the group, he was grand but i'd never met any of them before so was chatting to them all. He had just moved her and was staying at one of their homes. At the end of the night we went out to get taxis and he pulled me aside to ask for my number, the others jumped off and got a taxi together and left the tow of us there! So then he says eh i'll have to stay with you because i don't know the place i'm supposed to be staying and i've no credit to call. I just gave him my phone to ring but of course they didn't answer. I said he could stay on the couch and we went off to mine. Like i said nice enough guy but it was a bit odd. The next morning i said i'd walk him to the bus stopand he asked if we could meet again and i said sure. He 'left' his phone in my apartment and later in the day sent a message via my friend if he could come collect it and what was my address. So he arrives over and brought a pizza and ends up asking to stay again on couch. He said he hadn't had a shower since he arrived in ireland at all due to moving about and to be honest was a bit whiffy. I suggested he could use my shower but he wasn't bothered and made for the alcohol. I got a phone call and when i came back he had drank about 2/3 of it by himself and was in no state to move so another night on the couch. The next night he rang saying his friend had gone out and he was locked out could he come over to mine. I said i wasn't in, he arrived over anyway! In short i had mr smelly on my couch for about a week and he was a total alco, drank everything and never stopped drinking until he passed out.

Sweet Jebus :eek:

No wonder you girls give up on us men

Zaph wrote: »

Well in fairness I don't think anyone has standards so low as to consider either of those guys a catch.

:eek:What are you saying?!? I have bad taste in men?????? Oh nooooooooooo:(

They would have been at the bottom of the proverbial barrel alright. The second guy would have been ok if he had some standards of personal hygiene, sobered up a bit and not used my place as his b&b, the first guy there was just no comeback from

manukahoney wrote: »

Omigod, LolaDub, thats hilarious!!!

Ok.....

Worst date:

Hmmm, i have to give this some thought, i'll get back to it in a later post; mr wineandcheese would be deffo high in the rankings though.

Worst sex:

Easy..... twas actually after possibly the nicest date i had ever had, which put quite a damper on the evening. Guy was older; in his forties; we're still good friends actually. Kind of was expecting things to be fairly ok, as older men usually know what they're at.Anyhow, i dont quite know how to delicately explain this but suffice to say he was on top and smothering me with his torso, i couldn't breathe, twas awful....... and he had hairy shoulders:eek:. tried again the folllowing morning to give him the benfit of the doubt, but still no better. We had a few dates after that but i couldnt bring myself to do 'the bad thing' with him again, not a big fan of the body smothering thing. hes never had a lot of luck with women....and i think i found out why.....

Worst relationship:

With a good catholic university lecturer, late twenties and freakin hot hot HOT!!! But he didnt believe in sex before marriage, he really didnt. and if he got a bit carried away or his hands sstrayed below my neck he would apologise for being so disrespectful and leave the room to 'cool down'

Most frustrating, i broke up with him after 3 months because i just couldn't handle all of this passionate kissing going nowhere stuff!!!

Worst asshole:

The (seemingly lovely)guy who dated me for 4 months but omitted to mention that he was engaged. His fiancee was travelling for a few months with some friends, She arrived back and the day before he was home he told me the whole story and basically told me to f**k off for myself.

Still reeling a little from that one

I don't think Mr. Good Catholic left the room to "cool down" maybe more like a little self service if you ask me;)

LolaDub wrote: »

As i'm lazy...

A friend decided to set me up with her brother thinking we'd be perfect for each other. All she told me about him was he was lovely, a real gentleman and only dated models (this should have set alarm bells ringing!)We met after work at a cafe in town, he'd arrived early and had sat himself down and already ordered, when i arrived he introduced himself very formally and we sat down.

Without sounding awful this man was not attractive in the least had a greasy combover and clothes way too tight for him and honestly seemed to think he was brad pitt. Pm me if you want a description i don't want to put it up here. In short over one coffee he asked me first off if i was wearing a bra ( i was wearing an average top that stopped just above where you would actually see my boobs) then stared at my boobs for the entire coffee in quite an obvious way!He asked me what my hobbies were and i answered the usual cinema socialising stuff and enquired after his which were only bdsm and group sex and dungeons and dragons, he then went on and told me he would enjoy 'dominating' me, then went into detail of spankings and tieing up etc-in a small crowded cafe!!

Theres a few other crude things that im going to leave out but suffice to say i made my excuses and tried to leave-he followed me. Came up to me at the end of the road and said he'd walk me to where i was going. I insisted it wasn't necessary as it was a 20 min walk away but regardless he did and then when i said ok bye etc he just jumped at me with his tongue out for a snog right outside my office and said he'd book a hotel room for the next time we met.

Obviously i didn't want to be rude as this guy was a friends brother but i was not too happy with him. My friend was really upset that i said he wasn't for me but i didn't think telling her the truth was appropriate!

I also had one experience of going out with a friend and her new colleagues where they were trying to fix me up with one guy in the group, he was grand but i'd never met any of them before so was chatting to them all. He had just moved her and was staying at one of their homes. At the end of the night we went out to get taxis and he pulled me aside to ask for my number, the others jumped off and got a taxi together and left the tow of us there! So then he says eh i'll have to stay with you because i don't know the place i'm supposed to be staying and i've no credit to call. I just gave him my phone to ring but of course they didn't answer. I said he could stay on the couch and we went off to mine. Like i said nice enough guy but it was a bit odd. The next morning i said i'd walk him to the bus stopand he asked if we could meet again and i said sure. He 'left' his phone in my apartment and later in the day sent a message via my friend if he could come collect it and what was my address. So he arrives over and brought a pizza and ends up asking to stay again on couch. He said he hadn't had a shower since he arrived in ireland at all due to moving about and to be honest was a bit whiffy. I suggested he could use my shower but he wasn't bothered and made for the alcohol. I got a phone call and when i came back he had drank about 2/3 of it by himself and was in no state to move so another night on the couch. The next night he rang saying his friend had gone out and he was locked out could he come over to mine. I said i wasn't in, he arrived over anyway! In short i had mr smelly on my couch for about a week and he was a total alco, drank everything and never stopped drinking until he passed out.

Omg, that's toooooo creepy! Both of them! But there's no way in hell the second guy would be on my couch a second night. If he refused to leave I'd call the gardai. What a creeper.

The Comfortable Chair wrote: »

Sweet Jebus :eek:

No wonder you girls give up on us men

I agree. That is actually insane.

Haha, this is so my kind of thread... I've got loads. at the time not that funny or entertaining but when you look back.... Here is one 'Worst every date-sex(less) thingy':

I met this very cute fella in a good publican establishment somewhere in Dublin City. We got on like a house on fire that night. Danced, talked, did shots etc.
And as I fancied him and really wasn't into anything serious at that time I decided, why not, I'll take him home.
The problem was both of us were so drunk we basically just collapsed into my bed, quick peck on the mouth and that was it.

Me, I get up really early in the morning after a good night out. Just to kill myself even more, like. Well I'm in the bathroom when i hear this god-awful scream coming from my bedroom. I thought your man was having a laugh
and screaming at a spider or something (lots of them in my place). But alas, no. I go in, the whole bed is shaking. The poor chap is having an epileptic fit. Stark b*llox naked. I thought I was going to die of fright.
I held his hand through it all but realised I don't even know the number for the ambulance service (yes it was that early in the morning and that part of the brain had it's shutters down).

I really did give it a try after that but just couldn't get over that horrible night....
I hope yez all don't think I'm a horrible b*tch... Since then I've never let anyone in to my place on a first night. Swear to god....

Curlypinkie wrote: »

Haha, this is so my kind of thread... I've got loads. at the time not that funny or entertaining but when you look back.... Here is one 'Worst every date-sex(less) thingy':

I met this very cute fella in a good publican establishment somewhere in Dublin City. We got on like a house on fire that night. Danced, talked, did shots etc.
And as I fancied him and really wasn't into anything serious at that time I decided, why not, I'll take him home.
The problem was both of us were so drunk we basically just collapsed into my bed, quick peck on the mouth and that was it.

Me, I get up really early in the morning after a good night out. Just to kill myself even more, like. Well I'm in the bathroom when i hear this god-awful scream coming from my bedroom. I thought your man was having a laugh
and screaming at a spider or something (lots of them in my place). But alas, no. I go in, the whole bed is shaking. The poor chap is having an epileptic fit. Stark b*llox naked. I thought I was going to die of fright.
I held his hand through it all but realised I don't even know the number for the ambulance service (yes it was that early in the morning and that part of the brain had it's shutters down).

I really did give it a try after that but just couldn't get over that horrible night....
I hope yez all don't think I'm a horrible b*tch... Since then I've never let anyone in to my place on a first night. Swear to god....

I don't think you're terrible at all! I hate to say it, but I probably wouldn't have even given it a second try, especially if I wasn't looking for a relationship. I'd be too afraid of something like that happening while we were doing the deed, and me getting punched in the face or something!

Magpie! wrote: »

When I was 17 I came up to Dublin for college. The second weekend I went to stay with my cousin who lived the other side of the city and go out with her mates for the night.

One of them took a bit of a shine to me but i had zero interest in him. We were leaving the pub to go to a nightclub and he managed to seperate me from the crowd. The others got in 2 taxis but somehow me and him got left on the footpath. The he tried to convince me that the nightclub they had gone to was too far away and that we should go somewhere ourselves. unfortunately for him even though it was only my second week in the city I'd been in this place twice and knew exactly where it was so I hopped on a bus and he came along.
At this stage he changed tack and when we caught up with the others in the club he went to get me a drink and obviously put something in it. I'd only had 2 bottles before that and back then I could well put it away but after that one drink I pretty much blacked out.

Next thing I know i'm in his apartment. I went to the loo and with my head completely reeling i pulled out my pocket map of dublin that my batty oul aunty had given me heading off to college and I'd used earlier that day to find my cousins place. I'd no recollection of leaving the club or going back to his place but he must have mentioned at some point where he lived coz i was sitting on the loo swaying trying to plot a course back to my cousins.

I came out of the loo and he went in and I left. He followed me out and found me weaving my way up the middle of the street. He obviously decided to give up at that point and got me a taxi and came back to my cousins with me. She was just back from the club and hadn't copped there was anything amiss and put us sleeping on her pull out couch together. He spent half the night pawing at me until I came to enough to crawl out and into my cousins flatmates bed.

Fun times. :rolleyes:

I thought these would be light-hearted, haha, "men are crazy" stories, but they're horrifying! You were drugged and nearly raped! That's terrible!

Thats an awful story!!! I'm so sorry that happened to you! Did you ever talk to anybody about it like the gardai or a crisis counseller?

LolaDub wrote: »

Yes you see!!!

Although my standards now are exceptionally low...

Lola we know eachother so you won't mind when I say I pissed myself laughing at that You really are too nice for your own good! x

And after reading this thread I've obviously been VERY lucky when it comes to men I've dated.