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My Worst Date

Maybe it was an unbelievable blind date, or an anonymous hook-up with a twist. Submit your Worst Date stories today! Sponsored by O.school

  • Nadine Colmon
    Published 2 years ago
    Horrors of Using a Right Swipe

    Horrors of Using a Right Swipe

    When you have recently become single, meeting people is difficult, especially those of us with RBF (resting bitch face). I personally do not go out by myself to many adult places such as bars or clubs, which makes meeting people that much harder. I am also a little bit of a... strong-willed female that believes in exploring my body with others.
  • She Writes
    Published 2 years ago
    My Worst Date

    My Worst Date

    Growing up I wanted three things in life: get married, have lots of kids, and fight against injustice. But there I was, barely thirty, divorced, and a single parent working from paycheck to paycheck. I am not going to lie, it was a real struggle trying to raise two kids on my own, so love was the farthest thing from my mind. I didn't want it, I didn't need it, and I certainly didn't anticipate it. Above all, after barely making it out of a toxic relationship, I didn't feel I was in the mental space and emotionally capable of entering into a new relationship. Despite that, I still felt very lonely at times and on occasions gave my telephone number out to potential suitors.
  • K. Alexandra
    Published 2 years ago
    Kittens & Computers?

    Kittens & Computers?

    (Tuesday evening)
  • Sharlie Stuart
    Published 2 years ago
    Bible Boy

    Bible Boy

    Some years back a church friend set me up with her cousin, Baden. She told me he was a nice, Christian guy, single, cute, just hadn’t met the right girl yet. I agreed to go out with him, didn’t seem like a bad idea. I told him up front that I would go out with him but I was just getting over being in love with someone and not expect anything to move too fast. He acknowledged that and we scheduled a time and place. A few days later, we met one evening at our local mall. First impressions: Baden did seem like a nice guy and was attractive. We walked a ways throughout the mall to grab some food at Chick-Fil-A. Conversation started out alright until he started making jokes and telling me sexual stories, talking loudly about it at the dinner table. It was even worse that a mother and her young son were in the booth behind us, she (the mother) noticed his loud talking but it didn’t seem to bother Baden that there was a KID nearby. I cringed, I tried to hurry up and get him to finish to we could get out of the restaurant. But things continued to go downhill from there. He complimented me, told me that personality didn’t matter to him, only that a girl had to have a beautiful face. He was very obsessed with that notion and told me more than once. Walking around the mall, he put his arm around me, which at first I let him, but after awhile it got to be too much. He told me about being a Christian, waiting until marriage for sex, wanting to get out of his parents house, wanting to find a girl soon to get married to. Everything about his plans were rush rush rush!! As our evening was ending we walked outside to our cars to part ways. But he wasn’t ready to leave. We talked at his car for a bit then he pulled me down to where I was half sitting on his legs as he continued conversation. An SUV full of kids went by and I hear “Ooohh” coming out the window. I was uncomfortable anyway with him persuading me to rest on him in that position, but hearing that and how it must’ve “looked” I knew I had allowed him too much. I was naïve, inexperienced, not ready for anything serious and he played on that, took advantage of my being nice. He had certainly “forgot” about me asking him to take things slow! I told him I had to leave and he kept asking to kiss me, I told him no, I wasn’t ready for that. Then he hugged me, pulled me towards him and laid his head on my chest. Made a joke about my breasts being pillows…what a creep! He ended up kissing my forehead because I kept telling him no to a “real” kiss. A text message from my sister gave me the out to break away from him but Baden told me he wanted to know how I felt about him and needed me to give him an answer soon if I wanted to get more serious with him. At that moment, I was just glad to get away, what a terrible evening! He called the next day wanting to talk and got frustrated that I couldn’t give him an answer as to if I had made up my mind about being a couple. We had plans to hang out again (yes, I was still the naïve, too nice person then) but he cancelled on me when I couldn’t give him an answer. Inside I was relieved because I didn’t have to deal with him anymore. Or so I thought…three weeks later he randomly called me and I ignored him. Instead, I wrote a letter and gave it to his cousin to give to him. I was DONE with Baden!!!
  • Lowri Jones
    Published 2 years ago
    My Worst Date
  • Roberta Flores
    Published 2 years ago
    #MyWorstDate

    #MyWorstDate

    When I was young, I always thought I would have an amazing first date with someone when I got older. He would pick me up and take me to a movie and then grab a nice dinner. Unfortunately, that was not the case in this situation.
  • Deborah Scott
    Published 2 years ago
    Six Minutes of Insanity

    Six Minutes of Insanity

    On Wednesday night, I participated in Speed Dating for the first time. The night was so interesting I had to share my story. Unfortunately, I do not have any accompanying pictures, but you can use your own imagination to imagine what my “dates” looked like, along with the hilarious predicaments I found myself in.
  • Taylor Parker
    Published 2 years ago
    #MyWorstDate

    #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).
  • Elijah James
    Published 2 years ago
    Yes, Two Guys Can Just Be Friends #MyWorstDate

    Yes, Two Guys Can Just Be Friends #MyWorstDate

    Hi, I’m E.J., I’m queer (specifically, pan), and I’m also transgender. I identify as male, people use my preferred name and pronouns, and I came out to everyone in my life halfway through 2016, so it’s been a year and a half now. And I’d like to say I pass decently when I really want to.