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TMI Tuesday: Dating!

May31

Yesterday’s post got such a response I thought we could continue the conversation today. Dating! The good the bad the UGLY! Let it out! Let’s all share our best and worst dating moments. Get it off your chest! Guys, too! I find it healing and helpful to share these things and enjoy reading others’ stories, too. Feel free to get as graphic as you like, no worries on TMI Tuesday! =0)

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“TMI Tuesday: Dating!”

  1. On May 31st, 2011 at 11:03 am Jessica Says:

    I once dated a frat boy in college. One time when I was visiting him in his frat house, I noticed he had a “weight limit 100 tons” road sign in his room. When I asked him where he got it, he said he won it for having the fattest girlfriend.

    I was offended then, and promptly dumped him, but… now, it doesn’t bother me that much. I am fat, I own it, I’m finally ok with it. If the same thing were to happen again I would probably still stick around, but only after making sure my weight wasn’t a problem for him.

    Thankfully now I have an awesome husband who loves (all of) me.

  2. On May 31st, 2011 at 11:11 am Not Blue at All Says:

    Hmm, yeah. I guess it’s more where you’re at on how you could respond to such a thing. Thank you for sharing.

  3. On May 31st, 2011 at 11:05 am Elizabeth Says:

    I went on a 1st date with this guy who:

    1. Downgraded our dinner from Applebee’s to Denny’s (I usually don’t even eat at chains, but felt guilty about my natural born snobbery, so agreed to Applebees, ick!).

    2. After dinner he revealed the nearly life sized tattoo of his deceased wife’s face on his chest, over his heart…..why?

    Because 3! She had just passed away a few weeks prior to our date.

    For real.

    But even if had been a few years, the thought of seeing her face as a featured part of sex would have sent me running the 1st time,WTF!

  4. On May 31st, 2011 at 11:12 am Not Blue at All Says:

    Oh gawd, I can’t even imagine. What in the hell was he thinking?! Wow! That would make any gal head for the hills. Whoa! Thank you for sharing this. It’ll be sticking with me awhile. Ha-ha!

  5. On May 31st, 2011 at 11:20 am Nikki Says:

    Oh man! I dated a guy for years…well, “dating” is probably not the right word. I later found out that while I thought we were in a relationship, he thought I was a friend with benefits. I cringe when I think about him.

    One day he actually said, “If we were to ever get serious, you’d have to lose weight.” I was not yet the self-actualized, Fatty of Power that I am today. My horrific response, spoken in a soft, pleading voice was: “I can do that. Whatever it takes.” Ugh. Thank God for therapy!

    He still calls, by the way, but I don’t speak to him.

  6. On May 31st, 2011 at 11:40 am Not Blue at All Says:

    Oh gawd, what an awful person! I can’t even imagine what that moment must have felt like for you. *hugs* therapy or no, you’re amazing for getting that loser out of your life (let’s hope for good). And I love “self-actualized, Fatty of Power”!!! Thank you for sharing your story. <3

  7. On May 31st, 2011 at 3:42 pm Twistie Says:

    I think my worst date story is from when I was nineteen. He took me to the movies to see Excalibur, which he had already seen twice and I was seeing for the first time.

    After the movie we went out for ice cream, and he asked me how I liked the movie. Frankly, I could have lived the rest of my life without seeing it again, but before I could answer he said something about how sexy the Conception of King Arthur scene was. I was kind of gobsmacked by that. I said it looked incredibly painful. He asked why I said that. I replied that there was a naked woman having sex in the missionary position with a man in FULL PLATE ARMOR. He didn’t even take his helm off!

    The guy thought for a minute and finally said: “Huh. I hadn’t noticed that.”

    I’m ashamed to say I actually continued to date him for another two months. I even contemplated giving him my virginity. I’m glad I didn’t, because when I ran into him randomly about three years later, he didn’t even remember me. And I’m not talking about having to say ‘remember me, Twistie?’ I’m talking even after I told him precisely who I was, how we had met, how long we’d dated, and how long we’d stayed in friendly touch afterward (nearly a year!)… he still looked completely blank. He had literally no idea who I was.

    I guess his powers of observation hadn’t improved.

  8. On May 31st, 2011 at 4:20 pm Not Blue at All Says:

    Oh wow, I hate that! My first boyfriend later became a roommate of mine by chance. When asked about the awkwardness of living with me by another roommate I overheard him say, “Oh, I so don’t consider that as an actual relationship.” but at the time, he begged me not to dump him and how much I meant to him…yadda yadda yadda…Guys are so weird! Ha-ha!
    I had one blind date where the guy took me to see Uncle Buck and continued to feel up my elbow half the movie. When we walked out he was all goo-goo eyed at me and I’m like “what’s up?” and he said, “You’re just so amazing. I can’t believe how relaxed you were while I was feeling you up that whole time!” and I responded, “dude, that was my elbow!” he tried endlessly to dazzle me with his parents riches which I found gross if not embarrassing. Ha-ha!

  9. On June 1st, 2011 at 3:49 am Faycin A Croud Says:

    I do not date any more and never will again as I have discovered that with my particular combination of mental illnesses (bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, and OCD) it is unhealthy for me to become connected to other people on that level. I have a lot of issues surrounding sex and at this point I am far happier without it. But I would like to tell about my first blind date, back in high school. What a nightmare!
    My friend’s boyfriend set me up with this creep. He seemed okay at first but when we got into the movie theatre, he proceeded to put his hand on my thigh. I moved it away. A few minutes later he asked if I wanted to go out to the car and “have a beer.” I was 15, dumb, and all about the beer, so I said sure. As I was drinking the beer, he proceeded to start planting sloppy kisses on my neck. I brushed him away and told him to cut it out. He asked if I wanted him to “put on a rubber.” Shocked, I said “NO!!!!” He said “Oh, so you’re on birth control?”
    I told him I was going back into the movie and he better not touch me. I don’t remember what the movie was, I only remember sitting there seething the whole time. I later found out that this cretin was 19 years old and was the older brother of a 17 year old guy that I went to school with, who was actually pretty nice.
    I ignored the cretin’s phone calls. A month later he told both his brother and my friend’s boyfriend that I was pregnant with his child! Not sure how that could happen since I didn’t let him touch me, but what a weirdo!

  10. On June 1st, 2011 at 8:17 am Not Blue at All Says:

    Oh man, what a creep! Lucky it wasn’t me he was tanglin’ with, I can tell you that! Thank you for sharing your tale.

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