dating

All about dating. First dates, three years into a relationship, Tinder, and more.

#MyWorstDate
These days I'm not too positive what constitutes a date exactly. But I am gonna go ahead and count this. First a little background; at the time of this story, I was 20 years old, going through a breakup with a slightly abusive man who I'd moved back to Arizona for and just generally unhappy in my life and relationships especially. I was working at the Olive Garden in Scottsdale, Arizona as a waitress (and doing very poorly I might add).
By Taylor Parker8 years ago in Humans
Worst Date Ever
Worst Date Ever I've had a lot of interesting experiences with dating. Nothing compares to this particular incident. I had gone through a HORRIFIC divorce. I thought I would never find anyone! Then one day, I went into this bar for a job. I met this guy who I thought was super cute. I was in desperate need of a job, so this would have to wait. I showed him my resume and told him I was willing to learn how to become a bartender even though I had no previous experience. He said, "Okay, do these tests, get certified and bring me in the certificates." I told him he hadn't seen the last of me. I went home and took these two tests that were needed for this particular position. I passed the tests! I brought in my certificates and showed him them. He told me how impressed he was that I did this so quickly. He interviewed with me, had another manager interview with me, and I was hired. (Not as a bartender, but as an ID checker. Hey, It was something!) I went to work and this manager and I started flirting. He was gorgeous! He had dark hair and green eyes and a smile that just wouldn't quit! I was so single and ready to mingle! He was just my age! He started pursuing me! I was so excited! We were casual about things. He would take me out and have me meet his friends. They all said he was single. Well, one particular night, he decides to take me out for drinks and pool. He told me to drink as much as I wanted because he was driving. He even paid for all of my drinks! By the end of the night, they all knew I was with him. That was such a reassuring feeling! We decided to go back to his place and relax. I was feeling exceptionally good! We get to his place, and his roommate starts getting flirty. I was not okay with that. It gave me the creeps! I was too intoxicated to drive. So, I went to his room.
By Jess Ager8 years ago in Humans
Homecoming
Crissy revealed herself to me first as a mirage. I saw her first as I'd always known her; that slight, black-clad, sullen little girl with her black hair pulled taut in a ponytail, and that blended in to who she was now. She still had the same facial structure and her hair was still midnight black, but she was older now. No Sepultura T-shirt and ripped jeans tonight. Instead, she wore a black blouse, knee high skirt, and fishnet stockings, and her hair was down, loose, and flowing over her shoulders, hiding the Egyptian ankh hovering around her collarbones. It took me a second to see what she'd been reading when I came in, but I frowned nonetheless. I'd never heard of Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, and I had only the most basic idea of what an archipelago was, let alone a gulag.
By Joseph Morton8 years ago in Humans
Hookah Lounge Misery
First dates are often nerve-wracking because you're always thinking about making the best first impression. My first date, ever, began with a guy I met in my freshman year of college. I was new to the dating life and decided it was time to give it a shot. We began texting and, two days later, decided we wanted to go on a date. I can't begin to explain how nervous I was.
By Zey Ayd8 years ago in Humans
#My Worst Date
During the most vindictive and biased divorce in the history of mankind, I found myself desperate for a healthy and satisfying relationship. It was a lonely night, shortly after the New Year, that I found myself exploring the personal section of Craigslist for the very first time, about five years ago.
By Chez Dee8 years ago in Humans
You Never Know Who They Are... Until It's Almost Too Late
There was this very popular guy in my town, well known for his humor. A tall, Black man, completely bald (which I later found out after he removed his hat). He was all over my Facebook, friends tagging him in everything or commenting on his videos and pictures. He wasn't the cleanest cut guy I had ever met but he was very funny. He was that charming type of funny. Or so I thought. He had been frequently liking and commenting on my pictures and videos on Facebook right before I heard my Messenger App ding.
By Brandy Geers8 years ago in Humans
Worst Date Ever: Rage of a Murderous Crackhead
To tell the story of the worst date I can remember, I'd have to go back quite a ways. Twelve years to be exact. I had just gotten out of college and was a bit of a lost soul. The problems with this date stemmed just as much from my poor judgment at the time as her apparent insanity. I was willing to date any reasonably attractive girl willing to make time for me. Character? Integrity? Class? What are those things? I just needed to find her reasonably attractive. I must also confess I am admitting things in this story that I am not exactly proud of. There are multiple things I would have loved to have done differently as I recount this foolish tale of my younger self and a crazy woman. But those details factor into the plot though and I cannot tell the story without them. So full disclosure, here we go.
By The Big Apple Sports Guy8 years ago in Humans
Falling into a Fuck Buddy Category
Fuck buddy (FB), friends with benefits (FWB), no strings attached. All of these names are used to describe the same thing: casual sex without emotional attachment. Most common in metropolitan cities where people have more freedom and money, and less religious standards. One can not talk about FB without mentioning One Night Stand, which means to have casual sex once only. While FB is casual, One Night Stand is even more casual. It usually happens with drunken people followed with regret. FB is deeper, more thoughtful, and premeditated. It could be an extension of that one night stand if you don't regret it.
By Lil Gui8 years ago in Humans
#MyWorstDateStory
Let's flashback to Valentine's Day 2012. I was literally wearing my heart on my sleeve but I decided this year, I would put no pressure on the day despite the very obvious fact this day was supposed to be the most romantic day of the year.
By Chelsea DeVries8 years ago in Humans
My Bloody Valentine
#MyWorstDate It was early February of 2011. I was having lunch with my friend, Tristan, at McAllister's deli, when the subject of a mutual female acquaintance of ours came up. She was in our Anatomy and Physiology lab group, but I never hung out with her much outside of class. However, she was good friends with Tristan. I honestly thought the two of them had been dating in the month after she broke up with her previous boyfriend, so what Tristan said to me next caught me completely by surprise in more ways than one.
By Damien Wood8 years ago in Humans
Shiver, I Should Have Used Tinder
#MyWorstDate (so far) occurred when I was 15. Just a bit of backstory, I grew up with a single mom who was pretty strict and wouldn't let me date until an undetermined age which led me to be rebellious in many ways. One of the things I used to do was spend the night at friend's houses and use their freedom to go out. One of these opportunities was for a double date. I was staying with a girl who was my best friend at the time named "Ashley" (not really). My friend Ashley was a year or two younger than me, but her boyfriend at the time was older than both of us. "Ashley" and "Benny" were going out for a couple of months already when I told her about this guy I started talking to on Facebook, she was always kind of rude whenever guys showed any sort of interest in me and she always seemed so shocked and would even give me a "good for you" hug. When I told her about this guy I thought I liked, I mentioned I was nervous and asked her to double with me.
By Mari Sol8 years ago in Humans
Happy Valentine’s. Not
When I was a teen, I had one high school boyfriend. My mom, later in life, described him as “the fly at the picnic.” Guess she knew more than I did as a love-struck teen.
By Regina Kypriandes8 years ago in Humans