But apparently I’m a glutton for punishment and I decided to keep going.
Halfway through, I had a small panic attack and they had to come and rappel me off the platform.
"I made a joke about how I hoped he didn’t 'murder me.' He took this to mean I was talking about rape and said he 'hoped I wasn’t a feminist' because 'men have it much worse' and went on a literal 15-minute rant about men’s rape statistics in prison.
I made it clear that wasn’t what I had meant at all, and wanted to see if we could change the conversation to make it through the meal.
Before I could excuse myself, he asked me loudly about what my kinks were in bed, and eventually offered to cast me in a live theater-style sex show he was directing.
Needless to say, I never called him back." —littlefootlo "Poop. Not to mention we were in a small Thai restaurant and he was speaking really loudly and using foul language.
By the end of the night my heels were coated in blood, my hair was a mess (it was sleeting), and my pant legs were soaked.
I certainly wasn’t prepared for a first date to involve a 911 call and slight vicarious trauma." —kathrynl4824215ce "During our date, he told me that he’d printed photos off of my dating profile to use as a character reference in an upcoming screenplay he was working on.
Probably the worst part of the date was halfway through dinner when he told me that he spent time in jail for a felony charge." —abudd10 "I ordered a steak for lunch and he tells me I shouldn't be eating steak, I should get a salad so I don't get fat. Then we went across the street to a bar where he totally ignored me and started talking to a guy about baseball. So I grabbed my keys and said, 'I've got to use the bathroom, I'll be right back,' and Irish goodbye'd him. We should go out again sometime.' LIKE YOU DIDN'T NOTICE I WENT TO THE BATHROOM AND NEVER CAME BACK!?!?
Thirty minutes prior to when he was supposed to get there, one of my coworkers started a fire in the kitchen by leaving a pizza in the microwave too long.
I pulled it out of the microwave, tossed it in the sink, and ended up smelling like burnt grease.
By the end of the night I had bruises all over my face and a black eye." —LBPotter "Within the first five minutes of a dinner date, he asked if I ever wanted to have kids.
He said I shouldn’t because I would 'pass on my bad genes to them' (I’m diabetic).
He replied that he was 'too fired up and couldn’t talk about anything else.' I left before the appetizer got to the table." —sierraw4e52886cf "I had the bright idea to suggest zip-lining as a first date activity, even though I had zero experience.