Regardless, we are all different but as someone who finds it hard to take a compliment (what is his motive?
Halfway through, I had a small panic attack and they had to come and rappel me off the platform.
All this time, my date just stared at me, dumbfounded." —onajourny76 "I was asked out by a cute coworker who was from a neighboring town.
He seemed pretty normal (good job, intelligent, funny).
His first question on sitting down with our drinks was whether I was up for anal.
Unsurprisingly, the worst chat up lines I have ever received have been online, with POF and OK Cupid being the worst offenders; from guys telling me that they have a thing for ‘Latin Women, so they can have their own mixed raced baby (ok I’m not Latin or mixed race, as you can quite clearly tell by my bio I am British but sure dream out your fantasies because they wont be coming true anytime soon! the notion of a ‘slave’ is offensive and archaic, go back to the dark ages where you belong.
) to men who ask me on my thoughts on becoming a sugar daddy slave ( I mean I like older men but A. FYI I am not going to be calling you daddy anytime soon! My date tried to impress me by arguing with the cops. A.'Him: 'Oh, strippers work out for a discount there, don't they? Get a little work out in, go right to work in your little outfit. ' Me: 'Umm.' (Is this guy really asking me these questions? We got picked up by the NYPD for criminal marijuana possession.I was seriously looking for a nice, down-to-earth guy that had similar interests and was looking for a nice, normal girl. This is an excerpt of an email I sent to all my friends after the date from hell. Profile: Mr Mc Steamy Wants children: Yes College: Cornell Works in: Finance Drinking: Socially Salary: I'll tell you later What he wants: 5'0' to 5'9', smart, inquisitive, fun-loving girl to share life with."We met at Coffee Shop in Union Square. He agreed, and we planned to meet at Penn Station to the bar together."I get there and can't find him anywhere, so I call his phone. I was shocked into stoned silence and didn’t say or do anything, not even when my date started sobbing quietly in the cop car."At the precinct where I spent three hours of my life, my date was herded into a man’s holding cell with a few Rastafarians while I sat alone in the women’s cell.But because we love sharing our deepest innermost feelings and desires with YOU, we've asked you, our Big Apple readers, to submit your worst (albeit best! To make sure you're not sweating the prospect of being single forever, we've narrowed down our favorites (or least favorites, depending on how you look at it) to eight tales so truly horrific, you'll be ready to swear off men forever (plus accompanying artwork from The Blake Wright). 'Me: 'I normally drink Champagne, but I heard the Mojitos are great here, so I will go with that.' Him:'I'm on my fourth cup of coffee.'Me: 'Oh, rough night last night? Yes, that’s right, he showed up in full Civil War garb complete with a pipe and a gruff, antiquated speech pattern. ' I didn’t really hear from him after that, except for a text telling me that he lost his i Pod on the field, to which I replied, 'bummer.'""I met him on Ok Cupid. He invited me to meet him for drinks and asked me for a bar suggestion.