Hey y’all Bef here
I don’t have a long dating history to be honest.
My best date was with this guy who was really a cool dude but we just could never get together.
Our first date was in Cincinnati (where he lives). It was an all day date so it had the potential to be horrid but it was awesome.
First we went to the movies I think we saw Van Helsing so you know how long ago this was.
After the movies we went to dinner along the river (Ohio that is). We didn’t know it at the time but once we go down there we quickly realized it was prom season there was limos and horse and carriages outside. So after dinner he gets us a horse and carriage so we are technically in Kentucky and we take a ride to the “historic” (that’s what the driver dude told us) part of Conventry Kentucky, it was really nice the weather was gorgeous!
After that, yes there’s more, earlier in the day I made a comment about Cincy being 1 big ass ghetto which I guess kinda pissed him off … oops. So then he took me on a drive through the more upscale part of the city and we went to some park that overlooked part of the city it was beautiful!
That was the end of the date and I went back home. It still is the best date I’ve ever had just wish me and that dude could have worked it out. We got along great at least I thought we did.
I’ve never had a “bad” date that I can remember.
So how about y’all what was your best or worst date or if you’ve had both share the stories!
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Lawd… I have so many horrid dates in the 3 years I allowed myself to date (19-22 I waited until after hs when I got some courage). The one's that take to cake were:
#1: I took my friend to meet Guy I've been talking to for a month. They flirted all night and ended up making out as soon as my back was turned. His explanation: "I crave intimacy. And, well, since you told me you were a virgin, I just thought you meant you'd NEVER get intimate with anyone." What I actually said: "I'm waiting until I get married OR find someone I like."
#2. Guy asks me out to see Machete. I agreed, so we go and I never got to see the movie because Guy wouldn't stop molesting me. Not to mention at the end of the date he asked me " Since you're Black, can you booty dance?"
Those are just 2 out of a million and one. However, my best date lasted all day and we we're both broke. Me and my then suitor (now hubby) met to compare artwork and that turned into an anime debate which morphed into late night Mickey D's. He was so sweet! He opened up and talked about himself and Karate, which kinda threw me off seeing as this was our third date and he was uber quiet and kinda boring after the first two. After he dropped me off at home, I looked my mom and aunt in the eyes and said: "I'm gonna marry that boy. Be it consensual or not, we're getting married…"
Our one year anniversary is in Dec.♥
Be it consensual or not, we're getting married…"
I like that!
Worst date ever was a few years ago, I met this guy who lived about 20 minutes away, basically in the next city over from us. I met him at his house around 3, first thing he does is try to get me drunk. I told him that it's a little early in the day. Then he says, well let's take a ride. I get in the car, thinking we're about to drive around and talk. This dude takes me to this random ass house in the hood and we go in. This place is apparently a barber shop set up in some lady's living room, complete with mauve furniture and lace doilies everywhere. It's crowded as fugg and I have to perch on the arm of a couch for 45 darn minutes waiting on this dude to get his hair cut!
Then, he says we're going to do something special and I'm thinking this date is going to get better. We pull up to a park and I get excited, hoping it's a picnic. Nope, he brought me there to look at some mostly dead roses near a fountain (It was September…in Michigan). At this point, I'm beyond irritated and mention that I'm hungry. He then took me to a pretzel kiosk in the mall. *blink blink*
Needless to say, I'm just flat out disappointed at this point. I ate my little pretzel dog, angry as hell that I wasted the gas coming out there, and took an "emergency phone call" so he would take me back to my car.
Best Date: First real date with my wife to be. Went to the movies and saw The Relic. During one 'tense' scene, the characters are trying to escape a museum and all the electronic doors are locked. Woman in front runs into glass, breakse her nose. Then the crowd pushes her through the door. Everyone in the theater gasps, and generallyt makes sounds of concern. My date? Gut busting laughter.
After the movie we walked around the lake at Hermann Park here in Houston and talked for hours about everything. I didn't know I was gonna marry her, but I did know that I wanted her to be part of my life from that day forward.
Worst date, quick and dirty version: Met a young lady at a pool hall, had a few drinks decided to go out a few nights later. Date went well, ended up back at my place. Saw her at the pool hall the next night with another dude who the bartender told me was her husband. Needless to say, we were done at that point.
2 weeks later, I'm leaving my apartment headed to work, she's in my living room. Looks at me, looks around the apartment and says "This is your place?!?! I knew it looked familar."
She'd met my roomate at the same pool hall and had decided to come back with him.
Met a very cute girl in college who asked me to take her out on a date. I had no car and wanted to impress her, so I asked my roommate if I could borrow his '66 Mustang, which he let me do.
On the way to the club we decided to stop for some food, and I made the mistake of locking his keys in the car, and the only option I had was to call him to come unlock it with his spare, which made me look pretty bad.
The date afterwards was uneventful, but a few days later she was going out with him.
OUCH.
I should have know better but I was 22. Sigh. He lived with his grandmother and aunt and they looked they were related to the Klumpps.
I went there for dinner. It was ok. We ate with granny and auntie who cooked and were very excited about me being there.
After dinner he and I went to his room–sigh–where he turned on this 13 inch black and white TV and sprawled on his twin bed. Granny and Auntie had been talking loud and making commotion and next thing I knew, they were giving me a nightgown and asking what I liked for breakfast and excusing themselves so we could "have relations". Yes, Granny and Auntie uttered the phrase "have relations" and yes, they made preparation for "Sonny" to have relations with his new girlfriend in his tiny room with a twin bed, just few doors down from their own rooms.
I gathered myself and asked him to take me home or to the bus stop or anywhere but there.
He was 33. I thought I was dating an older man, LOL
do what?
I am trying my best not to laugh
but the grandmother and aunt gave you a nightgown and excused themselves so you could have relations?
LOL! Go ahead and laugh, it's funny! Yes, Granny and Auntie were all prepared for me to stay and have relations with the man. I bet they would have produced clean underwear in the morning. Yes, relations, in the house with them down the hall. In his twin bed. They were so happy that I was in college and going to be "edge-jacated". All I was was embarrassed and confused, LOL
That shyt is just….just…..I mean DAMN, how sad must his game be?!
Hands down, you win.
I'm surprise they ain't ask you what name to put on the baby clothes they were getting ready to knit…
IKR?! They must have been desperate for grand-babies! Didn't even harp about a wedding, nothing!
LOL. I guess me and him and the babies would have been living in the tiny room with the twin bed and the 14 inch black and white TV. I'm still in awe at how normal all that was for them.
o.o I just realized my bad date story is NOTHING.
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My best date ever was also my first (real) date ever and it was also with T, which means I've never had a bad date. LOL.
We decided to go on a cupcake tour for our first date. It was mostly places in lower Manhattan, with 2 in Brooklyn. We met up at Magnolia Bakery around noon, although she was late. Got our first pair of cupcakes, and sat down to eat them. I was feeling sooooo shy cuz every time I looked up she was staring at me! We walked over to the second place, talking the whole way. Ate more cupcakes. Talked some more.
By the time we walked to the third place, we were all cupcaked out. We were sitting eating our cupcakes at the third place when we decided to leave the other couple of places for another date, on another day. It was around 5pm at this point. T asked me what I was gonna do after, and I said since I hadn't had a real meal all day that I'd probably go have dinner at Eataly. She seemed interested, so I asked her if she wanted to join me and she said yes.
We went over to Eataly and had dinner at La Pasta. Talked and talked. Finally at around 7:30pm we started to head home. She walked me to the PATH station and upon saying goodbye I kissed her on the cheek…but really it was on the corner of her mouth cuz Twink told me that trick before I went on the date! She actually asked me out on a second date before we'd even left each other on the first date.
And the rest is history! Our first date was the first week of June. We were saying I love you by early August and living together by mid-August. We plan to get married as soon as we're financially stable enough.
If you want a rundown of the actual cupcake places we went to, you can go here: http://thehaughtyepicure.wordpress.com/2011/06/05…
wait I do have a bad date well not so much a bad date…
met this dude online…
we met at the pool hall first of all he pulled up bumpin' danity kane' show stopper…I'm looking at him like seriously? he was like what this song knocks (I should have left then)…then when he got out of the car…I swear he was shorter than me…
I went on with the date..nothing eventful just shot some pool…after the date he asked for a hug…I felt like I was hugging Dorian…
never talked to him again…
I can just about imagine your face for that night… *snerk*
My best date was probaby the first date with my husband. We just drove down to Texas so I could get a tattoo on my ankle. Not really sure why I did that. I think I just wanted to see if he'd drive me there. He did. It was a hilarious and fun trip.
Worst date would probably be humpin that guy in the strip club all night. I still say I'm floatin around on the internet somewhere on a security tape.
Worst Date: Took a chick to get some sushi at my favorite sushi spot in Alexandria, VA. I place my order on the sheet pretty quickly. She, the Nigerian hood booger (I'm not racist. She was Nigerian and hood.) says "I didn't think n!ggas really ate sushi. What are you, some sort of educated n!gga?" We spent the date comparing sprite to sushi and weave to lace fronts. I wanted to leave her there, but it was snowing, so I dropped her home.
Best Date: I wanted to write something mature, but I can't. I'm not 30 yet, so maturity means dog sh!t to me. Soooo, here's how my favorite dates go:
1. We go out
2. We enjoy the food/drink/activity together
3. We go to my place
4. We rub genitalia together
5. I dissapoint because I don't deliver as promised
6. She stays the night and we smang again. I recoup my bad performance with an acceptable one.
7. She leaves at 6 am.
8. I balance my check book and go to work.
I read your "worst date" as your "best date" and I was laughing SO HARD.
best date: lost my job and was broke. this lovely lady told me she had something planned for us nice and cheap. i arrive…pick her up and she has a bag. i had no idea what was planned, she just told me how to get there. we end up at this park with a huge lake. in the bag was a blanket and some food. we had a picnic by the edge of the lake. i'm a nature nerd and that day was very memorable to me. we just sat and talked. that day totally made me feel so much better and at ease. even gave me a renewed confidence about myself i had lost.
worst date: a few years out of college and this girl hit me up on black planet. yeah that long. she told me she was attractive and looked like nia long. didn't have all the cameras and web cams like now. so i'm thinking ok why not. well….she looked like nia wrong! she talked entirely too much…about nothing. and after everything she said she had to catch her breath sounding like darth vader. i'm not the type caught up on purely looks but be a bit more realistic. then she smelled like she came from the gym. i didn't catch it until we were already in the car half way to get some food. she asked me to come up after we ate and got back to her place….i said nah gotta work in the am. that was the last time i spoke to her.
Worst Date: Met a guy on yes… Black Planet. Talked for a while on the phone and then decided to meet. He lived an hour away. We met halfway and his pictures didn't match him at all. They were all kind of far away, and I figured out why. He was short with some type of skin condition. It looked red, itchy and painful. I felt taken in. We had dinner and went to a movie. I wouldn't let me him pay for my things, we went Dutch.
Best Date: I'm still waiting for it.
My worst date: The guy invites me over to his place to watch the MMA fight. I ask him if he'd like me to bring anything and he requested a bottle of wine… "anything that's sweet", he said. I arrive at his place with the wine and he breaks out two plastic 7-Eleven cups because he doesn't own wine glasses (we're both in our early 30's if that puts it in perspective).
We have about 30 minutes before the fight comes on so he grabs his computer and begins telling me that one of his favorite pastimes is making YouTube videos. He then begins to play said YouTube videos which depicts him outside various sporting venues as he's interviewed by his friend and pretending to be a professional WWE wrestler; one video even included him fake body slamming a nearby heckler. He then tells me to wait a second because he has something to show me and then runs into his bedroom. When he emerges, he has a fake WWE wrestling belt draped across his shoulder and he explains how he just likes to walk around the house with it on from time to time.
At that point, it was time to excuse myself from the date.
Worst date: Picked up a broke guy from another city. He suggested we hit a bar downtown for some grub, yet he didn't have any cash. I was PMSing & really didn't feel like going in, so gave him $25 and told him get me a pasta salad (which was $6.95 according to the menu) and whatever he wanted, and to bring back my change. I sat in my car and waited outside for him, and apparently I was in some business parking lot & wasn't allowed to park there, so a rent-a-cop tapped on my window with his heavy flashlight. I had just bought the car so I went ham, spam & turkey on him & he left, probably to call the cops. By that time my date came back with a LITTLE azz styrofoam container (the kind they put cake slices in) of pasta salad and a HUGE,heaping plate of BBQ wings and sides for him. I graciously asked could I have some of his wings, to which he refused. I then asked for my change, and he acted like he had amnesia. I sweetly asked could he go back in and order me a dessert, because the pasta salad didn't fill me up. I waited until he was halfway across the street, cranked my car up & rolled down the window, screamed "Use the change to find you a way home, bytch!!" . I then threw his whole plate out in the street and peeled off.
Best date (which really wasn't a date): My aunt had one of those space boot looking thingies on her foot after she had surgery & couldn't drive, so I was assigned the duty of driving her to her weekly orthopedic surgeon appointments. The x-ray tech would come to the car and wheel her out, and lawd was he fine & muscular! I peeped his left hand to make sure there wasn't a ring , but left it at that. He started casually flirting with me but I would pay him no mind, until one day he slipped my aunt his number to give me. We talked for quite a while & Thanksgiving rolled around. He wasn't able to make it home to celebrate because of his work schedule & I had decided to spend Thanksgiving with one of my friends, and we were on the phone bragging about who made the best sweet potato pie. he offered to come visit me over my friend & I suggested he bring a sample & I would do the same. He came over and we sat in his car and talked for hours. He had tears rolling down my eyes from the stories he told of old women groping him & making passes at him at work. I finally asked for a taste of his pie and he fed it to me *swoons & melts* .. best time ever even though we didn't go anywhere.
Been out of the dating scene soooo long but I do have one Best Date that always sticks in my mind.
My father had given me The Rules book (remember that thing?) for my birthday and trying not to be miffed (poor unmarried daughter etc) I figured what the heck I'd try it out.
Well that damn book WORKS and when I'm actually ready to get hitched I'll dust it off and give it another whirl.
I had decided to try a fun dating service – the cheap kind where you put ads in the paper and all that – and I won ad of the week or something and I got a lot of attention and replies. So I pick a guy to work The Rules on and well.
Let me tell you. The first date we went on we visited this area of the city that had a building shaped like a pair of binoculars – very cool – and we wandered around art galleries and talking and having a great time. He continued the theme on our next date by giving me a cute gift bag full of lil goofy items/toys that harked back to our first date: tiny plastic binoculars, famous art on magnets and so on.
Very nice guy and too bad I broke his heart later on because well like I said that Rules book works WELL and he wanted things to get serious while I was only dabbling and experimenting. Yes I was an eeebil cruel single lady out on the prowl back in the day.
I'm much nicer now.
Yes yes
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;p
Worst.date.ever.
Back before I came out of the closet, I think I was about 20. I began having little conversations with one of the loan officers at my bank.
He was a handsome guy.. Older than me by 10 years but still, nice, respectable, intelligent. Anyway he asked me to go out with him on Valentines day and since I didn't have any plans, I said yes.
Well, we decided that he would pick me up at the bank. he said he had something special planned and admittedly, I was pretty excited. The something special turned out to be dinner at his house. I was a bit thrown off but, it was nice that he was cooking dinner.. Riiight.
Well, we arrived at his place, candles were lit.. Wine was chilling.. The setting was really nice and cozy.
We had a really great conversation for about 20 mins when he stopped and said he needed to ask if I would be ok with something. I asked what? From under the couch cushion, he pulls out a crack pipe, and crack of course. He said he'd already started before he picked me up and just wanted to finish…..
I told him that I would just like to go home. He tried to talk me into staying by explaining why crack was ok.. I started crying. Like crying really hard. He then asked if he could pray for me..
I said.. Yeah as long as your going to drop me off afterwards. Well this fool placed his hand on my forehead and prayed to God that I get over my hangup about crack. I mean he started off with"Oh Lord" and everything.
I ended up grabbing my jacket and walking to pay phone to call a friend-to pick me up.
Yes, it's a true story and up until now only my best friend knew about it.
wayment! he prayed to God in Heaven that you would get over your hang up about crack?
I'm seriously not trying to laugh
Okay, I giggled hard…..but that is some seriously screwed shyt….especially when you're still scared about some things! *hugs* I hope you do find some peace with that eventually and can laugh your azz off.
*blinks* *blinks again*
Yes.. It's indeed funny. I know it is…
For the record I am a female.
Gone and laugh Beth.. I'm still, even after all these years too embarrassed to.
My best friend finds it hilarious and laughs in my face about it without sympathy.
*hugs*
I am so sorry…
baby it is not your fault…there is nothing to be embarrassed about…you didn't pull out the crack pipe and start praying….
he was a functioning crack head…how was you to know….
baby..baaaby boy…baaby…. I seriously tried not to laugh… but…I laughed…a hearty laugh…… I am so sorry that happened to you.
Dear Lord, please let me get past my desire to laugh my muthafuggin azz off at this brothers story about a prayerful crackhead. In Jebus' name, amen.
Seriously dude, this is hilarious. I can't imagine how fugged up living it was.
I posted my worst date somewhere else before, but it bears repeating… so here it is.
A couple of years ago I signed up for this free site because my friend told me it was fun and there were cute guys. I started chatting with this one guy who looked a bit like David Boreanaz in his pictures. Not really my type, but not bad either. We decided to meet up in front of the mall and go to dinner together. We met up. First off – he looked like a paler, smaller, skinnier, grittier version of his pictures. Then he greets me with "I'm not hungry… if you're hungry we can go to McDonalds real quick… Uhm – NO. So we went to have coffee in a small ice cream joint. We were all alone in there and the waiter thought he was doing us a solid by stupidly and winkingly serving the cappucinos with cocoa hearts on top of the foam -.- Then this fool starts talking about what he makes, what he owns and what he wants to buy in the near future. Then he starts scooting over on the (horseshoe shaped) bench. I move away. HE MOVES WITH ME. Repeat that about 4 times and I was trapped on the edge. Then to make things exponentially worse the radio starts playing Foreigner. His favorite band. Song? URGENT of course. Of all things. He gets all exited and tells me how that is a sign. So I start pretending I'm tired and have to get up EARLY. He takes me to my car. Says he wants to kiss me. I tell him no. He tries to distract me by saying 'Hey, look over there!' but I caught that shyt. The dude was seriously trying to make me turn my head so he could approach and DUPE me into kissing him. I get into my car and tell him goodbye. He tells me he is gonna be online to chat later, will I talk to him some more (I did hardly two sentences of talking that whole 'date', mind you.) I tell him we'll see about it. I drive off. First thing I did when I got home after that was delete that damn profile. I swore that would be the first and last blind date I'd gone on… unfortunately I didn't hold myself to it and had two other… experiences since. I'm not quite ready to talk about those yet… *sigh*.
Best date… does it count as date when you both know you're basically testing territory to hook up later on? If so – handsome guy picked me up at my place in the car I'd drive myself if I had money and no conscience, was well-dressed, smelled good, took me to a nice bar with good drinks, we had a really entertaining talk with lots of laughs, we went back to my place, talked some more, had some… quality exercise, then talked some more. He went home, I was relaxed as I get and slept like a rock.
Too bad he decided to go back to his ex after a couple of 'dates'…
I never dated anyone in the classic sense, and the only 'real' romantic dates I've been on were with my first bf as a teenager. They were mostly awkward though, since we both didn't know what the hell we were doing. It was cute though