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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

  • Tiffany Allen
    Published 2 years ago
    Worst "Date" of My Life

    Worst "Date" of My Life

    To tell you the story of my "Worst Date Ever," I must first tell you about how the date came to be and where I was in my life at the time.
  • Marty K
    Published 2 years ago
    To Chug or Not to Chug

    To Chug or Not to Chug

    In 2003, online dating was not a very big thing, nor was mobile data plans. T-Mobile had a service on their data. There were no pictures, just some instant messaging, games, and connections. Through this wondrous doorway, I met and started chatting with a girl from a small town near where I lived. We had many things in common and enjoyed chatting late into the night. This went on for 3 months.
  • Eve Tawfick
    Published 2 years ago
    Disney Tinder Turns Ugly
  • Denise Maldonado
    Published 2 years ago
    The 225 First Dates

    The 225 First Dates

    The big moving truck came, they packed up all my belongings, filled the truck with my furniture and I finished packing up my car, off I went to a new state, new life and to heal my broken heart.
  • Crystal Butler
    Published 2 years ago
    The Date From Hell

    The Date From Hell

    Let's face it we all have had our fair share of bad dates, whether it was with someone that we knew/kind of knew or perhaps the worst dates of all—blind dates. For those of you who have never had the pleasure or lack thereof meeting a complete stranger, you may want to stay clear of the whole online blind dating hype, just a bit of friendly advice.
  • Jaden luciano
    Published 2 years ago
    #MyWorstDate

    #MyWorstDate

    All my life I never really thought about dates. Relationships to me were a way for one person to keep tabs on another by controlling where they went and when they went there. I had spent my whole life trying to gain the confidence and knowledge to someday become a powerful figure in society and I did not need someone coming along and ripping that from my fingertips. I was always more of the independent type. If I went on a date I’d probably stress out the whole time about who’s going to pay for dinner. Typically I would pay because I hate for someone else to buy anything for me. The idea of that always made me uncomfortable. But a small part of me still wanted to know what it was like to go on one. And not the cliche, Hollywood cinema, stereotypical, retro diner type of date, either. I wanted a normal date. And by normal, I mean dinner at Applebee’s and possibly a movie at home. Finding the person to go on the date with was the hard part. I didn’t want to just go with anyone random, and I definitely did not want to do the blind date thing; that would be terrifying. So that is exactly what I did. I never would have thought that my worst date would also be my first and possibly my last, but it was exactly that. My best friend set me up on a blind date with one of her best friends’ ex. Now that already sounds terrible. Your best friend's ex? If I would have known at the time that that is who I would be going out with, I would have immediately declined the offer.
  • Maryam Sanaei
    Published 2 years ago
    Greek Salad

    Greek Salad

    #MyWorstDate
  • Zey Ayd
    Published 2 years ago
    Social Media Dating Gone Horribly Wrong

    Social Media Dating Gone Horribly Wrong

    "Oh my, he's very attractive—and just liked my photo!"
  • Sammie.
    Published 2 years ago
    #MyWorstDate

    #MyWorstDate

    Only a few weeks ago, if even a month, I had decided I was lonely and bored one night. I wanted to have sex and conversation. So I, a woman who's picky about my kinks, decided I would message a guy I talked to some time ago on Tinder. We never had much conversation, but we had similar sexual interests; we both were into rough stuff AND casual dating. I hadn't talked to him since Thanksgiving, when I was upset my brother didn't come over and he asked if he could come keep me company. I said yes, but that I wasn't looking for sex that night...I should have taken his response as a red flag. "I'm not going to drive out this late if it's not for sex." So, months later, I decided to message him again, because I was looking for sex and I was desperate. I didn't want to hook up with anyone that wasn't into what I like—I was craving satisfaction and he seemed like the kind of man who could give it to me.