Internet dating sad stories
I accepted, and that’s where everything went wrong. The movie was one of those free movies-in-the-park, and it just so happened to be Spongebob Squarepants and the park was full of children. On top of that, he only packed a very small blanket and asked why I hadn’t brought a blanket for myself (um, because I thought we were going to a theater?
For dinner, we went to Ikea for a platter of Swedish meatballs. ).• A guy said how great it was that I was a “mommy,” and when I explained that I was more a mom than a mommy, and a bit about my parenting philosophy about trying to make my then-young son more independent, he corrected me. “That’s the gift you got when you had your son.” Not only was he totally infantilizing me with his gross Ronny Reagan virgin-mother bullshit, and presuming to explain for me my place in the world (without having met me) but he wasn’t fucking listening.
I am still baffled by it.• The date where the self-identified “artist” revealed her day job was working as a prison guard, and she spent much of our afternoon on a mumbled, paranoid rant about an anonymous “them” who were on the verge of their incipient take over of everything we hold dear. She ordered worth of lunch, which she wouldn’t touch because she was sure it was contaminated.• My date ‘encouraged’ me to share the 0 steak for two.
It was delicious, but he proceeded to pick out every single piece of fat from his mouth and made a pile of it on the side of his plate.
It was perilously close to that scene from Boogie Nights.• My worst case dating scenario… But when the conversation turned to “future plans” the guy could not tell me much beyond how many dogs he wanted to own at some future time. The first is when I waited an hour outside at Harvard Square in late January because my date was in the North End buying pot (not for me.) The second was with a grad student in English who dismissed my skepticism towards Freudianism with, “I guess I’m just not as much of social determinist as you are.” The moral of these stories: don’t date Harvard men.• Made the wrong comment about conceptual artist Matthew Barney to the wrong art student…
got called a “bourgeois pig.”• He spent one-third of the time telling me about the musical he was writing about raccoons, one-third of the time talking about C , and one-third of the time demonstrating the plot of Othello using the salt and pepper shakers.• The seemingly bohemian alt industrial-music dj was still enough of a “nice jewish girl” that she insisted our first meeting be a dinner with her mother at an Italian chain restaurant in the Valley.• I am pretty good at not going out on dates unless I am fairly certain that I have picked someone I am at least a little compatible with, but at one point, I ended up going out with a girl to a cafe, where she had secretly invited her friends, who, it turns out, were mostly just AA buddies, and the next thing I knew, I was at an AA meeting.
Now, in our final installment of this very special dating survey roundup, we bring you: The Most Horrific Things Encountered While Online Dating. We’re including some extremely frank stuff, including about sexual assault.
Anyone can be taught.”• I went on a decent enough date with a guy in a loud bar — enough to agree to a second date.But we think we’d be remiss not to include the dark and very real amongst the wacky and bizarre.The Strange• After we had sex, she told a story about her marine biology internship and about a pack of manatees they once found in the water off Key West.I explained, nicely, why it bugged me, and he said he was glad he found out early how ugly I was on the inside.• I met a guy for coffee.As we were sitting outside of the coffee shop enjoying some nice conversation he told me how he was working on writing some music.