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Having recently begun dating again, I am reminded of just how much dating can suck. This is a place for my own stories and musings on the chaos of singledom, as well as a place for you to share and submit your own dating stories.

As calloused as we may be, we realize dating can also be a positive experience and even fun. We’d love to hear those stories as well! Inspire us!

To submit your own story to “Dating Can Suck” please click the “Story Submission” link at the top or to the right.

Feel free to peruse the dating stories below.

Date with a Clown

I visited an online dating service and introduced myself to a guy who described himself as someone who worked in the theatre arts. He was about my age and nice looking in the photo. We agreed to meet at a local upscale pizza restaurant. When I suggested that he pick up a bottle of wine on the way, he immediately shot the idea down. I was suspicious, but decided to go with it. At the restaurant, he pulled up in a purple Volkswagen, pretty aged at that, parked it and proceeded to come in and greet me. We went over to a table. On the table was a specials menu. He picked it up and began reading aloud each of the specials in a different accent that he thought matched the origin of the item. Following the recitation was a brief, but memorable, miming episode. He didn’t make a box, but sure as hell made me want to crawl into one. We ordered a salad and a pizza. When the salad came, he asked what was on it. I replied, “Balsamic vinegar, you know, a wine based vinegar.” He froze in place until I assured him that there was no alcohol in it. He then pulled out a print out of my online profile and began to grill me with questions. At the end of the meal, which didn’t happen quickly enough, he walked me outside and invited me to his show that following night. At this point, he also told me that he was an actor at the local theatre in town. He was playing Serano and started demonstrating one of the scenes for me on the street. I told him to please save his acting so that I could really enjoy it at the theatre. After a few minutes, he stopped. He then jumped back into his purple car and drove away. Translation of the date: I went out with an alcoholic clown who sucked at impressions! — Lori, 29

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May 27th, 2007 by: Steve

Boys In Skirts

This was probably the most embarrassing moment in my life. I was dating my ex-girlfriend, Barbie, and we had gone to a costume party. She talked me into going as a cheerleader and she went as a football player. That purple cheerleading skirt was very short. That was pretty embarrassing, but not nearly as embarrassing as what happened at the party. Barbie also talked me into wearing a pair of panties under my cheerleading skirt. She went to the store and bought me this purple string-bikini. She said she wanted to get a brief, but only the string-bikini matched my purple skirt. Those panties liked to crawl up on me after I took only three steps and would quickly get pretty “cheeky”. I figured no one would ever see those panties. Boy, was I wrong. There were party games and the first one was “bobbing for apples.” Barbie told me I should do it, so I did. I never even thought twice about it! Well, I bent over to start bobbing for apples when I heard giggling from behind me. It took me a minute but I finally realized what was so funny. I had given a purple panty show to lots of people behind me. Yikes! I was so embarrassed! There are even pictures to prove it. Barbie and her friends still tease me about it and I still blush. — Randy, 32

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May 25th, 2007 by: Steve

Why Geeks and Nerds Are Worth It…

Originally posted in Ruhani Rabins blog :)

In the wide world of dating, there are many options. Do you go for the flashy guy with the smooth smile, or the dude in the corner typing away on his laptop? The following are reasons why I think my fellow females should pay more attention to the quiet geeks and nerds, and less attention to the flashy boys. (from a girls point of view)

1. While geeks and nerds may be awkward, they’re well-meaning 9 out of 10 times. That smooth dude with the sly grin and the spider hands? Wonder what HIS intentions are… plus, I’ve never had a geek guy not call me when he said he would. Score major points THERE.
2. They’re useful. In this tech-savvy world, it’s great to have a b/f who can make your laptop, desktop, and just about anything else that plugs into a wall behave itself.
3. They’re more romantic than they’re given credit for. Ok true, their idea of romance might be to make up a spiffy web-page with all the reasons why they love you, with links to pics of you and sonnets and such… but hey. It lasts longer than flowers, plus you can show your friends.
4. Due to their neglected status, there are plenty to choose from. You like ‘em tall and slender? There are plenty of geeks/nerds who are. You like ‘em smaller with more meat on their bones? Got that too.
5. They’ve got brains. Come on now, how can intelligence be a bad thing?
6. Most are quite good at remembering dates. Like birthdates and such, especially if they know it’ll make you happy. Due again to their neglected status, they’re more attentive than guys who “have more options”. Plus, with all that down time without a steady girlfriend, they’ll likely have mental lists of all the things they’d love to do once they GOT a girlfriend.
7. Sex. Yep. Sex. I’m not really familiar with this myself, but I’ve friends who’ve been intimate with geek guys and it’s raves all around. They say a virgin wrote the Kama Sutra… all that time thinking about sex, imagining sex, dreaming about sex, (they are male after all) coupled with a desire to make you happy? Use your imagination.
8. They’re relatively low-maintenance. Most can be fueled on pizza, Twinkies and Mt Dew. No complicated dinners needed here, so if you’re not the best cook, eh. Can you order a pizza?
9. Most frequent bars as often as slugs frequent salt mines. You won’t have to worry much about your geek guy getting his “groove” on with club hotties because, frankly, he’ll be too busy rooting around under his computer wondering where that spare cable went. You won’t have to worry about him flirting with other women because, 9 out of 10 times, he’ll zip right by them in a perfect b-line towards the nearest electronics store. I’ve seen this happen.

Girl: “Eww. Victoria Secret’s Models… They’re so skinny. How is that feminine? You can see her ribs!”
Geek Guy: “ooooooo…”
Girl: “Hey!” *notices he is staring lustfully towards the computer store*
Geek Guy: “What?”
Girl: “Never mind…”
10. Although he may not want to go to every outing with you, you can arrange swaps, as in, you’ll go to his Gamer Con dressed as an elf princess if he’ll take you to the ballet. Plus, if he doesn’t want to go someplace with you, you won’t have to worry much about what he’s up to. You’ll probably come home to find him asleep on his keyboard in a sea of Mt. Dew cans with code blinking from the screen. It’s ok. He’s used to this. Just toss a blanket over him and turn out the light.
11. His friends aren’t jerks. I can’t stress this enough. You’ll more likely get “Omg! A GIRL!! Can I see?!” than “Hey hot stuff back that ass up here and let me get some grub on…” They’re awkward geeks too and will, 9 times out of 10, treat you with the utmost respect and, more than likely, a note of awe. A cute girl picked one of their clan to date? It could happen to them! Hope! Drag some of your single girlfriends over, open up a pack of Mt. Dew, crack open the DnD set and get working. Nothing impresses geek guys more than a girl who can hack-n-slash (well ok maybe if she can code… a geek can dream).
12. They’re rarely if ever possessive. They trust you, so you can be yourself around them. You like to walk around the house in a ratty t-shirt for comfort? He won’t care. He does too! They won’t get pissy if you don’t wear make-up or don’t want to bother primping your hair. If you gain a few pounds, they won’t try their best to make you feel like crap.
13. They’re usually very well educated. Physics majors and the like. See #5. You won’t have to listen to him blathering on about his car (ok maybe a little), he’ll have loads of other interesting things to talk about. Politics, world events, how much the chicken burgers down at the local place rock, so long as you douse them in hot sauce…
14. You’ll almost never have to hear, “Yaw dawg whazzap!!” plop out of their mouths. Unless it’s in jest. They spell properly, use correct punctuation, and are able to tell the difference between the toilet and the floor. They almost never get “wasted”, so you won’t have to worry about coming home to find him and his friends passed out on the floor amidst a pile of beer bottles. Mt. Dew cans, perhaps…
15. And the final reason why geeks and nerds make great boyfriends: They actually give a damn about you. Not how you look (though that’s a plus), not how skinny you are, not how much make-up you primp yourself up with, but they like you for you. That kind of thing lasts longer than “Damn baby you got a fine ass!!!” Believe me.

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May 14th, 2007 by: Steve

Bad Night at the Movies

I was going out with this guy I really had been madly in love with since the 6th grade. We went to a pizza place and walked to the movies. When we got in the place, he bought his movie ticket and a bunch of food (for himself). Then, he just left me hanging. During the movie, he was putting moves on me, which I really didn’t mind. But, I had taken a big drink of coke with ice when he reached over and kissed me. It was horrible; as he was kissing me, water from the ice was dripping down our faces and my hair was caught on the seat. I kicked my purse and it spilled everywhere and I could hear my stuff rolling down to the screen. Then, he had to sneeze! He sneezed all over my face. After that, he wanted to leave the movie. So, as I was getting up, he slapped my butt and said, ”Move it.” We went out into the parking lot and were dancing out there and he just gave me a peck on the lips. Five minutes later, he puked all over my shoes and clothes. I haven’t talked to him since. — Marina, 19

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May 11th, 2007 by: Steve