Tinder, the popular social dating app that simplifies the massively complex world of human interaction to swiping left/right, can lead to successful relationships. It appears more commonly, now, that many couples got their start on Tinder. However, the trope of the "Tinder Horror Story" exists for a reason. Meeting people who aren't what you thought or who harass your inbox are a very real thing.
Reddit user, u/me_llamo_greg, wanted to know about the worst ones you had when they asked:
What is your Tinder horror story?
Jumping A Few Hurdles At OnceGiphy
Went on a date with a girl who had already told her whole family about me, before we even met. And she wanted me to meet them in person on the first date.
Rotten Seeds Lead To Rotten PlantsGiphy
This was back when tinder first came out and wasn't quite as known as a hookup app. We met and had a great first date. Second date was even better. Things kept going for about 2 months when she told me she went out with me originally in an attempt for a Dinner with Schmucks type thing where her and all her friends would bring the worst Tinder date. We both really liked each other, but I couldn't get over how we started.
A Living NightmareGiphy
My roommate loves it, and she's brought back numerous visitors. Which is fine, except for the fact that the apartment is tiny and we share a room. And also the fact that my roommate doesn't really care what I end up seeing. And, as it turns out, most guys don't care about having another girl in the room either--some take it as an opportunity for a for a threesome.
My roommate is my tinder nightmare.
"Wait...who are you?"Giphy
This happened a couple of years back. Just recently moved to Perth Australia from the UK. New friend pointed me towards Tinder for meeting girls. Started speaking to this girl, Short, White, Red head who was a geek, like me. Hitting it off really well, after about 2 weeks of talking she was comfortable enough with me that she wanted to meet. We arrange to meet at a Bar in Perth City. I arrive first, find a table and text her to see if she would like a drink. I purchase the drinks and wait, she is running late.
15 mins later an middle age Asian lady sits down at the table and introduces herself as the girl I have been talking to. Puzzled by this turn of events, I show her the picture of the girl I thought I was talking to. She looks at the picture, then at me and goes yes that's me and starts talking about how nice it is to finally met. Being British, I don't like to make a fuss, I nod and smile.
I talk awkwardly for a couple of minutes while trying to find the ring tone select on my phone. I press it and pretend to call from a friend in need of help. Say my apologies and run to the train.
Later that night I thought, It may have been a joke or a test. We never spoke again.
Green Light Of DoomGiphy
I was recently on holiday and decided I would jump on Tinder to suss out the local talent. I matched with this guy who seemed pretty attractive and we talked for a few days and discussed catching up for drinks which never eventuated. Towards the end of my trip I chatted to him briefly and he explained he was going away the following day but I was more than welcome to come over to his apartment.
Despite having apprehensions about going to a complete strangers apartment in a foreign country, I decided to go. Nevertheless everything seemed smooth when I arrived at his house. He was charming, good looking and talkative. We got talking and one thing lead to another and before I knew it we were making out on his lounge.
Things escalated rather quickly and got hot and heavy and I decided that this was okay as I was on holiday and would never have to see this guy again. Whilst things were in the heat of the moment I looked at his laptop which was located 3 metres from where the activities were taking place and realised the green light for video recording was on.
To say the least things came to a sudden end and the police were nearly involved. I've decided to take a sabbatical from Tinder for the meantime.
This Is My...Sister?
So I exchange hilarious texts with a Tinder match for a few weeks before we have a chance to get together...We meet at a pub, and after a few minutes the waitress walks up and enthusiastically greets the guy. They exchange pleasantries, then she turns to me and with a look of horror on her face, exclaims: "You're not 'Jane'!!" and turns back to him to ask "Where's Jane? What's going on?". To which he replies "We're not together anymore", and the waitress proceeds to launch into a long series of "omigosh that's so sad...you guys were so good together...I really thought you guys were happy...what happened?"...
He lets her carry on indefinitely and when she's finished, he introduces me as his sister. I think that was supposed to be a joke, but felt like it could have been a sort of cover up, too...not sure...
So she finally takes our order and leaves us to chat. Sadly, there were no more 'jokes' being cracked and the conversation was really heavy, like he thinks the world is past the point of repair and we should all just "etch and sketch" shake it clean and peace out...
On my way home, I thought I should at least give him one more date because I'm trying to be a bit more mature about these things and people get nervous on first dates, etc...He texts that night and the next morning to tell me he had a great time...Then suddenly it's radio silence and I don't hear from him for a few days, and then he's back cracking funny jokes and then out again...Finally get a text saying 'I didn't feel a connection...you're a bright soul...wish you my best...'
Sooo relieved I didn't have to follow through on my mature thought to give him another chance:)...my spidey senses say he's back together with 'Jane' and that I was used as some kind of jealousy-making bait...
My buddy isn't the smartest man. He picked a chick up and drove to a motel. They were walking into the room and she says, "I forgot my purse in the car do you mind if I go grab it?" He says, "yeah that's fine," and tosses her the keys. 5 minutes later he walks outside wondering where she is and his car is gone.
A Date With The Police
I went on a tinder date with a guy who took me to his favorite smoke spot by a lake.
So we smoke I'm a little sketched out but he promises that he smokes here all the time and never sees any cops. Sure enough, a few minutes later a cop car comes driving by, the officer smells it, and long story short we both get arrested.
I never spoke to him again
When The Science Is OffGiphy
I went on a date with a guy and the entire time he was talking about how men are superior and how there have been scientific studies to show that "women have an emotional reaction to the color red when they see it". I wonder why he was single.
Had a great first date, she was fun and easy to talk to and she said she had a really great time and wanted to see me again.
A few days later she sends me a snapchat video of her making out with another guy while flipping her middle finger to the camera.
No idea why, no explanation.
When The Problem Isn't The PersonGiphy
I dated someone I met from tinder for a month. Seemed good on paper: masters student, yoga teacher, cultured, etc.
Found out she was doing heroin and didn't consider that a big problem. I actually had to explain to her the definition of a high functioning addict because she felt that having a job and going to school meant the heroin thing wasn't a problem. We broke up and she went back to her junky ex-bf.
At Least They Were Honest With UsGiphy
Dinner date in Fort McMurray:
She told me "knives are sexy" which I was kinda ok with.
Nope'd out when she got black out drunk over dinner and told me to murder her and bury her in the forest.
Edit: Ok, we dated for 2 years. But then I nope'd out.
Mixing Business And Pleasure
Mine is a little late, and not too scandalous, but I had a guy facilitate a drug deal on a Tinder date. We were at a bar, he excused himself outside (for a cigarette, I thought...), was gone for a while, so, I went out and there he was, chatting with some random dude about drugs. Went on for about two hours before actual contact info and drugs were exchanged. Really awkward and nightmarish.
An Unnecessary Deep DiveGiphy
There was this guy, he was a solid 10 in his pictures. He messages me, asks me if I want to meet up for coffee, so I say yes. He messages me and tells me that I have to pick him up... Okay whatever, I'll do it. I pick him up, and we decided to go eat instead, he's super funny and cute so we hangout some more after dinner. Then he pulls out his phone and proceeds to tell me that he has a son and his baby momma took of to Washington (but has no idea what part or anything) with him and he hasn't seen him in months. So he then takes out his phone and tells me to go through a folder on his phone of pictures of his son.
Like 300 of them.
He sat there and made me look through every single one, and he would tell me the back story to basically every single video and photo in that folder. I felt so bad, but man I was happy when he left. That whole date just got so weird after that, he did some more stuff but those are good stories for another time lol
Don't Let Anything...Linger...
I am a girl so I was always afraid to meet up with people on Tinder because I was worried of my safety. But I finally had the guts to meet the guy who I had been talking to. We will call him *Tyler. So before I met Tyler we talked on the phone and FaceTime just so I knew he wasn't some axe murderer. I met him right before Christmas break so he came to my campus and we got a bite to eat.
When he came everything was good I gave him a tour of my sorority house. Then we went to the place on campus to eat. After that we went back to the house and watched Band of Brothers in the living room. We ended up cuddling and watching the TV series. As we were watching B.O.B. this weird smell popped up and in my head I was like "what is that smell? Maybe he smokes." So I shook it off and tried to not let the smell bother me and then it got worse and I realized it was him. I was like how in the world are you going to meet a girl and not shower.
Right before he left we did share a kiss it was kind of awkward because he picked me up and put my back against the front door of the house. In my head I was like "dude we don't have to make out on the front porch WTF" I pulled away we said our goodbyes and he said he wants to see me again, I said "okay" then he left.
After that I kind of stopped talking to him because I was really turned off that he didn't smell good and had poor hygiene. After he left I showered for the longest time. Even I made sure I showered and smelt good before we met up. So if you ever decide to meet up with someone make sure you shower and take care of your hygiene. No one wants to cuddle or be with someone who smells. And I love a guy who smell amazing... its a turn on.
That Must Have Been A Great PretzelGiphy
I invited a guy to my favorite place, the zoo. It was going well but shortly after arriving, he ate a pretzel and almost bit his tongue off.
He began bleeding for the next couple of hours (YES HOURS) and spitting out blood. I looked at it and half of his tongue was swollen and puffy. It looked horrible. He then "tried" to eat a hamburger and his eyes just displayed the pain. He tried to kiss me multiple times but my ninja a-- dodged the mess he had going on. Great sport.. But it didn't work out
"Dating is too confusing. I'm all done."Giphy
Showed up to the restaurant, waited about 30 minutes. Ordered myself some food and was about to leave when he texted me: "there's a liquor store across the street from the restaurant, can you pick me up 2 six packs?"
I told him I wouldn't. He says he's decided to play frisbee with his dog instead. Deleted app, went to liquor store, picked up wine and went home.
He texted me for a month or so after to tell me he's just bought tickets to see me dance (I'm a retired ballerina, haven't been in anything for a few years). Then he texts me an hour after and tells me how great I was on stage. I never responded.
Dating is too confusing. I'm all done.
A Night In The HospitalGiphy
My tinder story involves 3days in hospital u/ketsiamalela10h. So i moved to Maryland about 5 months ago. Im originally from South Africa. I'm on a cultural exchange program. Moving here and not knowing anyone isn't fun. I joined tinder in hopes of meeting people (guys) being shown around and all that Jazz. I mean i had nothing to lose right?! Anyways so I went on a whole bunch of dates. Some were good, some okay and some not so fun.
So one Saturday night i had plans but some guy on tinder sent me a message asking if I wanted to hangout. I declined but said I'd like to hangout the following week Friday. That following week Friday I forgot to text him. That Saturday night with nothing planned he came to mind. (Lets call him Dave) so I texted Dave on tinder and said "wanna hangout" he said "sure" we made plans and I drove to his place.
Parked outside his house in DC and from there we took a walk to a wine bar. He was awesome, it was comfortable, conversation was flowing. It was fun. My schedule on Tuesdays and Wednesdays pretty much had me free all day. So we made plans to meet up on either of those days because he was able to hang then. See he owned his own company which allowed him to work from home as long as he had his phone nearby. So the next Tuesday we met up, I drove to his place again. Only this time I couldn't park on the street because it was midday and I didn't have a permit.
He said I should park my car at the back of his place but that it would be tricky for me to and I should let him do it. So I did. Next day I showed up again. I drove up to the back, I called him while outside and waited for him to park my car again. He did. Later on we took my car and drove to go buy snacks because we decided we were gonna watch a movie. We come back from the store. I pull up to the parking spot, get out the car so he could take my seat and park the car. I then wait near the parking spot close to the fence and face the opposite direction of the car.
I heard a loud tire sound and all of a sudden this force (The car) backs up into me and pins me to the fence. I'm freaking out, I scream for him to stop. I'm now stuck with this car on me screaming "Somebody help me please" over and over. He comes out the car and says "I'm so sorry my shoe got stuck on the accelerator" He tries to lift the car to free me, with no success. Then he gets help from some guys that were close by. 3 guys lift the car off me while he accelerates to move it forward. I remember sayin something about the exhaust pipe burning.
Anyways the car is off me. He carries me and layed me down on the table outside. I'm freaking out, adrenalin levels are sky high. My elbow was busted open i had no clue. 911 gets called and from then on began a very painful hospital stay. I had to share this experience because I don't really have anyone to share it with.
But I'm happy to be Alive.
And Sometimes, The Terror Isn't What You ThinkGiphy
My Tinder nightmare began on Jan 8 2014 when I started texting with a beautiful woman who I knew was out of my league. I'm a 50'ish Caucasian guy, out of shape, overweight, but otherwise stable and normal. She was a 30 year old Black woman, college educated, stunningly beautiful and very elegant and slender. Nonetheless, after a few days of texting I invited her to join me for dinner at a very nice restaurant downtown.
To my dismay she actually accepted my invitation. I was waiting for her at the bar and when she walked in my jaw hit the floor. She was so beautiful I literally lost my breath for a moment. She was taller than me in her heels and was wearing a beautiful short dress with the most amazing legs I had ever seen. She greeted me with a bright smile and a gentle hug and we were escorted to our table. We had a very good date, the conversation flowed, and she seemed to have a good time as well. We decided to continue the date and went to a couple of bars for drinks. Finally she said it was time to go home and, since she had taken Uber earlier, I offered to give her a ride home and she quickly agreed.
All this time I thought that, even though the date was fun, and comfortable, I assumed it would possibly lead to a friendship at best considering the obvious differences. Well when we got to her place we talked for a few minutes more. I offered to walk her to her door but she declined. She then got out and walked around to my door. She leaned through the window and planted a very brief but sensual kiss on my lips. My heart stopped! She then leaned back and smiled. I was able to stammer out an invitation to go out again and she accepted without hesitation. I was on cloud nine! I knew that this remarkable woman would have a profound affect on my life, it seemed pre-destined.
Fast forward a couple of weeks, She and I had been seeing each other nearly every day and I was developing strong feelings already. But, something was wrong. I had a weird nagging sense that she was hiding something. Although she was being very affectionate , something just felt off. Then finally it happened. We were out at a bar together. It was a good time but she seemed distracted. As we were leaving she turned to me and said, in a serious tone, "we need to talk". I thought, this is it, the differences between us are too much for her and I'm about to be friend zoned. But nothing prepared me for what came next.
She asked me to just listen and not say anything, and I agreed. She then started out by saying that she had developed strong feelings for me but there was something that I needed to know about her that might make me want to change my mind about pursuing a relationship. My mind was spinning and so many scenarios raced through my head. Is she married? Is she a criminal? Then I remembered a few day earlier when we were making out and I touched her breast lightly and realized that she had breast implants because it was quite hard. So I thought, is she a trans?
But, as it turns out, she wasn't but that would have been better than what came next. She looked at me, and with a tear in her eye, she told me that she has stage 4 breast cancer. She was originally diagnosed 4 years earlier as stage 3 and had beaten it back into remission after having a double mastectomy along with radiation treatment and chemotherapy. Now it had returned as stage 4 and she was to start chemo again in two weeks. I was floored! She then stated that she will understand if I wanted to turn and run and she wouldn't think less of me for it.
My response was to re-iterate that I adored her. And I thought she was an amazing woman and if she wanted me to take this journey with her that I would be honored to do so. We kissed and just held each other for a while. Finally she said goodnight and went to her car to go home. I cried all the way home. We had a full amazing year together. I had to go to Japan for work and she met me there in between chemo treatments. She never cried and was always elegant. I learned what the true definition of grace meant. We lived a lifetime in 2014. She died 9 months ago, 15 months after we met. I am a much better man for having met her and shared in her struggle. I love you and miss you so much Genny!
A salad? In front of my burrito?
En route to the Worst Date Ever, this guy texted me from the burrito place we were meeting, to tell me he'd already ordered me the salad. I repeat: SALAD. At a burrito place. Also, was this the past? Was I now incapable of placing my own food order? Anyway… After arriving – with my salad ready, beside his plate of tacos – he spent the next half an hour telling me about his model ex-girlfriend and how passionate their 'breakup sex' had been…last weekend. The final straw was – even after telling him I wasn't a big fan of smoking – he literally asked a stranger for cigarettes and then chain smoked them beside me.
Way Way Way late to the party apparently, but i feel obliged to share my best friends story. He /u/philosofuel (i think was his username) died recently at age 23 from a massive seizure in his sleep. - but he loved to tell this story, so i'll tell it here, so at least if i ever forget it i know at least I can find it.
So this philosofuel is a shy guy, timid, a bit neurotic, dates are hard to come by for him but when he's on them, he's nice and charming and fairly handsome (i'll give him that) so he doesnt do too bad once he's got a shot.
Anyway, all us lads are on tinder at this stage and we all have the philosophy always swipe (whichever way is) YES so you get maximum matches and take it from there. Now there is this one girl who looks a bit rough, a bit unkept i'll say and her description read: "I love giving BJs"
Now philosofuel was a very compassionate guy and talked to literally everyone he matched with and gave everyone at least one date, he didnt match with many but bless him he dated them all (including his gf up until his death - may she never read this). He travels on a train to date this girl at her house. He recounted that from being picked up at the train station the car was full of litter, the footwell was 90% litter, 10% his feet. And the woman from the photo, she had aged, not too kindly, either. And the house was run down, dirty, every room doubling as a bedroom for some cavedweller from that part of town.
After a while of small talk and awkward experience she asked him if he wanted a bj, assuring him she was really good at these. He finds a spot on the bed among the rubbish. cup of chamomile in hand - his only refuge of cleanliness.
Man the way he described it was a very funny and less like he's repulsed.
One time I messaged a girl.
She didn't message me back...
Try reading this without gagging.
Matched with a guy and we messaged back and forth a few days before meeting up at a concert. I actually had a great time, thought he was really cute, and definitely was feeling good about the whole thing. He was about 9 years older than me, but a very clean cut looking guy, total gentleman, and a chef at a local higher-end restaurant. He invited me back to his place after the show, and I agreed because...well, I liked the guy! Since he lived pretty close to the venue I told him I'd just follow him back. That's when he said he didn't own a car, or drive (apparently he walked there).
That didn't seem like a huge red flag at first so I gave him a ride back to his place and ended up going inside with him. He casually mentioned on the way up the steps to his apartment that he didn't expect company so he apologized for not cleaning up better. Yeah, sure, that's something we all say because we left a dish in the sink by accident, right? No big. But I was not prepared for what I was about to walk into.
The front door opened into his kitchen where there were HEAPS on garbage and dirty dishes covering the table, the counters, and the sink. There was also dirty laundry strewn all around on the floor. Piles of it. I'm talking hoarder style. The only light was coming from the hallway behind me but I could already tell I'd made a huge mistake. It reeked like cat piss and rotting food. As he ushered me hurriedly through the kitchen to his bedroom I found out my nightmare was only just beginning. He flipped on the light switch to his room and...I sh*t you not...I saw the cockroaches scatter. Well, some of them anyway. The others didn't care and swarmed around his cat's food bowl which he'd left sitting in the middle of the floor (poor animal).
The place was a goddamn pig sty. Trash and everything just strewn about. He told me to have a seat on his bed, aka a mattress on the floor completely covered in cat hair. As I did, this guy just goes for it! He whips his shirt right off to reveal pierced nipples and the worst gigantic tribal chest piece tattoo. It looks almost like he drew it on with a sharpie, but I can tell it's real. Now, I have tattoos and piercings myself, but for some reason his just made me want to vomit. I'm too grossed out to even set my purse on the floor and so I'm sitting there clutching it tightly to my chest.
He puts some movie on before sitting down next to me and he starts trying to make moves. At this point I'm looking for an escape plan and FAST. I apologize, tell him some bullshit about being tired and work in the morning and I book it the hell out of there. He continued to text me and call me a couple times but he did actually get the hint fairly quickly.
I later found out through the grapevine that apparently that guy had been fired from him previous job for breaking in and attempting to steal all the liquor during a snow storm. The kicker is I ran into him a few months later at another concert where he was drunkenly dancing alone up at the front before knocking over a microphone stand. Then he came up and introduced himself to my boyfriend in a very, "oh you MUST have heard about me" kind of way. Truly one of the most bizarre human beings I'd ever met and a real tinder nightmare.
TLDR : Met a cool guy, so I thought. Went back to his place. Dude had a nasty roach problem and nipple piercings.
I had been talking to this girl on Tinder for a while and we decide we wanted to smash. The problem is I had asked my roommate if I could have the room later. (Apparently, unlike the rest of the animals you people seem to have as roommates.) So when I went to sign this girl in, we have a proctor in the lobby at my universities dorms, my roommate and several other friends of mine placed a Bluetooth speaker in my room and hid in the hallway, waiting for me to get back.
I didn't see them and things started to get hot and heavy when, "Let's Get It On" started playing from somewhere in the room. I started searching and after 5 minutes,while the song "I just had sex" was finishing playing, I found the Bluetooth speaker under my roommates bed behind his dresser. Yes I had to move both of them. I found the power button but not before the wonderful sound of hardcore pornography filled the room. The two of us decided to call it so we threw on some clothes I walked her past all six of the basterds.... I never saw her again.
Met this girl on tinder, invited her into bed. She accepts, comes over, we have fantastic sex, a lot. Same thing the next night. Thing is, she's moving to Montana in a few weeks for a job. A cook position in a national park. She invites me out there, I look into the job and eventually get it. We decide to start dating (met twice, known her for a month, I'm an idiot) to keep it exclusive at adult summer camp there in Montana. I get out there, she freaks out and breaks up with me because she has cancer, cancels the breakup, does it again the next night, I agree and say it's over. Proceeds to cock block me constantly throughout the summer and we scream at each other in the kitchen. Poor choices all around.
Ghosting on a really awful level.
This didn't actually come about through Tinder, but rather through an equivalent app. So, I meet the guy there and he's just incredible. Clever, good-looking, funny... You get the type. The only catch is that he doesn't live in my city. After a couple of weeks of messaging and phone calls, we decide to meet up and we settle on that I would be going to him because I'd never been to his city and that seemed like a fun little adventure. Right? WRONG.
The big day comes and I embark on the 2.5-hour train journey and I get all excited and I can't wait to get off the train - and then he's not at the platform when I get off. Try to call him to no avail and after four hours of waiting, I decide to take the next train back home. Haven't heard from him since.
TL;DR: Met a guy from a different city relatively far away. Stands me up when I go out there to meet him.
I don't really have a horror story, since I've gotten about one date out of tinder which went alright. But I've been rejected plenty, the highlight of which was this girl, who seemed pretty interesting and was reasonably attractive, so I swiped right. And it turned out that we matched. Hooray. So, I send her a message. Something clever, along the lines of "Hey, a match, did we just become best friends?!" Though, I can't take credit for that one, I did steal that from Reddit/step brothers. Happily, she responded rather promptly, so I was eager to read what she'd sent, cause for the most part women just kinda ignore me. Anyway, I open it up and all it said was "I swiped the wrong way."
This could not have gone better.
Matched with a girl, and she was quite pretty in the face. All of her pictures were mostly of just her face/upper body, but I didn't pay any mind. She initiated the conversation, and she was immediately in to hooking up, so of course I invited her over. She gets there and I answer the door, and turns out she was about 6'5". I am 5'8" on a good day. I let out an audible "Holy Shit" and she picked me up and carried me to the bedroom like a baby. No regrets.
ADVICE WELCOME!! So I went on three dates with this dude and we hooked up the last time at his house. Things end with the typical fade away, I was fine with it. We weren't very compatible and I noticed a few minor red flags.
6 months later he starts emailing me, obviously looking for a reenactment of our summer fling. When I turned down his advances, he sends me a screen shot of myself, in his bedroom, while we were hooking up, half a year ago.
So obviously this douche nozzle filmed us without my consent. I reported it to the police and now, almost a year after I filed the report, I have to testify against the creep. I have no legal rep except the state's "victim advocate" who only seems to have experience with DV cases.
When he's actually an underage virgin.
Happened a year ago. Met this guy. Similar interests, looked great in his pictures. We decided to meet up on a Sunday for lunch. I was so hungover from a friend's Christmas party that I threw up upon arrival. He didn't seem to mind. He didn't order a drink and I couldn't order one due to the hangover. Once the hangover subsided, I suggested we walk around and head into a bar. He doesn't like the first bar, had a "bad experience" at the next bar, and keeps on passing on them. Until we finally get to his favorite bar.
He orders drinks, and after a few more drinks I suggest heading to a wine bar. He passes, because he confesses that he's only 20. And while his profile said he worked at a local college, it was a work study position, because he is a junior there. Maybe it was the hangover, maybe it was the exhaustion, but I still brought him home. Things occurred, and I found out he was a virgin. He ran away in tears and threw up on my apartment stairs. Repeated the process once he was 21, and it was almost the same situation. Never again.
We talked for a couple of hours, drank some wine, watched a movie and we had sex. Then things went a little downhill... We layed in bed and suddenly it looked like she was about to black out so I helped her sit right up and asked if I could help her, get her some water and stuff. But she didn't speak a word. She just sat there with her her hands in her hair for a couple of minutes and then puked all over my sheets. At this point I wanted to get her to the shower asap but she was just stunned or something. I didn't know what to do.
After a couple minutes I finally convinced her to get up and brought her to the shower so she could clean herself while I could clean the sheets and all that. Every 5 min I checked on her if she was okay but she would just sit on the floor with the shower running and wouldn't talk. It was all very awkward. After 20 min or so I brought her a towel and some clothes and we sat on the edge of my bed and she told me that she was born without a womb. She cried, i calmed her down and we finally went to sleep (without a blanket or sheets, i didn't have spare ones in my studentapartment) the next day i made breakfast and she went home. Weirdest "date" I ever had.
She sounds like a keeper.
I matched this pretty cute looking girl. She didn't look like she was in super great shape but she didn't look obese or anything. Well, we exchange numbers and I called her. She agreed to come over to my house so I waited outside while she found her way over. She pulls up in a super bad*ss car so I'm like hell yeah. When she gets out, it looked like her suspension let out a sigh of relief. She was at least 300 pounds. Nice girl though, she gave me a back massage then I told her I was tired afterwards and she left.
I'm a little late to the party but my first Tinder date has been my most eventful date ever.
So I matched this absolutely drop-dead gorgeous girl, way out of my league, and we arrange to meet in the city for a few drinks on a Friday evening. We meet in this little bar and share a drink, the conversation is a lot of small talk to begin with but it's flowing well. Anyway we're there for about 30 minutes when she says she hasn't eaten anything yet and asks if I wanna grab a bite to eat. I do, so we finish our drinks and start moving outside to find some food.
When the crazed ex intervenes.
As we're walking along the sidewalk I see this guy in front of me staring me down. Like he is proper shooting daggers at me and making me super uncomfortable. I try to ignore him, look at the ground, look at the girl, whatever... we move to pass him and he spins around on his heel and SLAMS me into a wall. He has is forearm pressed up against my neck and is pushing so hard my feet are starting to lift off the ground. I try and pull his arm away from my throat, unsuccessfully, and my vision is starting to go black.
I thought I was done for here.
In a last-ditch effort to not be strangled to death, I used the wall as a board to push my knee up into him as hard as I can. I hit him square in the groin and he relinquishes his grip... my vision starts to return, although it's giving me a splitting headache. I splutter and try and get my breath back a bit while i watch this guy curl over, red in the face with veins popping out of his forehead. He stumbles over to the street and throws up all through the gutter. I turn to the girl who's just watching all of this like a roo in headlights.
Turns out, the guy was her ex-boyfriend who heard about our date through a mutual friend of theirs. I manage to wheeze out enough to ask her if she'd like to get another drink with me, as I could really use one. She declines and says she's just going to get a ride home, and practically sprints away from whatever the hell this situation was.
I ended up leaving this other guy puking in the street and stayed out for a few hours by myself. Had a really good night in the end, met a bunch of new people and a pretty fun story (in hindsight).
Went out with a girl, and had a great time together. I only knew her first name. We were texting later that night after our date and I told her to add me on Snapchat and gave her my username. She added me and up popped a request from FirstnameLastname. Her Lastname being my mom's VERY RARE maiden name. She was my second cousin.
We clarified things briefly and never spoke again.
You can't hide...
Friend saw my girlfriend (now ex) on Tinder. He was a bro and told me. Nightmare at the time but I'm glad I found out.
Reasons we are still single...
Bots, scammers and girls that don't respond to messages after we match. Overall it is a delightful waste of time.
Trading news and then never speaking again is the new way to date.
Met a girl a week back, she was a little iffy about me being in an open relationship, so she stops chatting. Resumes again a few days later and we're talking about meeting up. We exchange numbers and text a bit. She occasionally pushes the conversation sexually without much build up, I go with it, it stops. Repeat. Including a few naked pictures (noice) and I send some back (they're well-regarded). On Friday we decide to hang out Sunday. Saturday we're texting a bit at night and it's gonna be so f on.
Sunday morning I send a text to see what's up, she says come play. I'm pumped and ask her where I'm heading. The end. No more texts, no messages on Tinder, nothing. I send a few "hello?" texts her way and get nothing. I hope she's OK and just got cold feet. I hope this mainly because she's a fellow human but also partially because if something bad and mysterious happened to her and the police go through her phone, I'll be suspect numero uno.
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When you go on a job interview, the last thing you probably never think about is asking a question.
But we should also be prepared and ready to ask the right questions to have a leg up on the competition.
"What is THE best question to ask on a job interview?"
A company's history or information about a past employee were suggested subjects appropriate for questioning.
"When you were interviewing here, what would you have liked to know before you joined?"
"This worked for me. I asked my interviewer a question about how she had personally dealt with a company policy she had just explained. She bragged about her stellar adherence to the policy. I nodded my approval. I got the job."
A Previous Employee
"One that has always gone over well for me:"
"What were some qualities that the previous employee in this role brought to the job that you would like to see carried forward?"
"Another good thing to do is research the company you are interviewing with and you can ask things about what they may be involved in or you could drop that while reading about the company, you wondered this."
Hypothetical questions were suggested as helpful examples of inquiry.
Indicators Of How Companies Treat Employees
"A question that landed me a job once was: 'If I asked your direct reports about your management style, what do you think they'd tell me?' Stumped a hiring manager and he emailed me personally to tell me about it, no one ever asked him that question but got the job.
"In my current interviews I'm asking 'what did your company do for its employees during [the virus] to improve their day to day, work life balance, etc.' and I ask 'Is there anything your company adopted during [the virus] that they plan to keep post [the virus]?"
"These questions give a lot of insight into whether a company treated their employees well."
Past Performance & Adjustments
"If we were currently sitting in my 1 year review, what would I have done in this year for you to say I excelled in my role?"
"If I could snap my finger right now and change anything about your job or the company, what would it be and why?"
The following questions about a prospective company may not be answered from initial digging on their website.
Measure Of Success & Career Trajectories
"How is success measured in this role?"
"What are some possible career trajectories within the company that could stem from this position?"
Being A Solution
"Ask them what is the biggest problem you can solve for them in your first six months with the company. Similar to 'don't think of a purple hippo,' this forces them to imagine you succeeding in the position."
"What do you like best about working here?"
Simply The Best
"Who is your best employee and why is he/she the best?"
"You will then face 2 situations mostly:"
"panicking CEO who can't answer you 'Bob who works 17 hours a day for a slice of bread' so the fear in their faces must be a big nono for you"
"entusiast CEO who actually follow their business and can tell you who is an added value for the company and why."
My experiences with job interviews are different than others seeking work in office environments.
Having had a years-long career as a dancer, my "interview" was the dance audition, where hopefuls dance in small groups of people at a time after learning a routine and then awaiting their fate after the panel evaluates their performances.
The question I may or may not have asked in such a scenario earlier in my career was: "Did I make the cut?"
I did not make the cut. And I learned never to ask that again.
I have a few wealthy friends and I've seen a thing or two that has made my eyes pop out of my head. Let's just say that the priorities of a wealthy person and a dude who has never broken six figures are entirely different. But that doesn't compare to working for the fabulously rich. A friend of mine was a nanny for a super rich family for several years and described the lavish trips she took with them (and how picky and out of touch they were, too).
People told us their own stories after Redditor NeighborhoodTrolley asked the online community,
"People who cater to the super rich: What things have you seen?"
"It is so wide..."
"My dad's client bought a whole block of houses to build theirs. It is so wide that they installed a moving walkway like the ones at airports."
"A friend did some work..."
"A friend did some work on Sylvester Stallone's home. Apparently, there's a ton of statues and art of himself, some of which are naked and very well endowed."
Guess what, guys? It's not a joke! Those statues are weird.
Here you go: You're welcome.
"A friend from high school..."
"A friend from high school worked a few years as a deckhand on yachts in the Mediterranean and he said he once jumped in to get a customer's bag and got tipped €4000.
"Was a boyfriend of a girl from an obscenely rich family. The sister used to have the nanny (who was sleeping with the husband, but that's another story) fly to Paris in their G550 to buy the newest Hermès bag so she could show it off a few days before it went on sale in the U.S."
I did know a rich girl who would do something similar: She would fly to Paris for Fashion Week to get cute new outfits before they ever ended up in the United States.
"I used to work for a company that modified aircraft for really rich people. I'm talking 747s, not Gulfstreams.
This company had made several aircraft for this one customer, who I was told had purchased a new one solely because his spiritual advisor had told him that one of his current planes was bad luck. He still let his wife use it for her personal travel.
To me, one of the most exquisite features of these planes wasn't the gold-plated everything, or rare wood veneers, it was the silk carpet. That stuff costs over $1,000 per square foot and feels like walking on a bed of angel feathers harvested in the most inhumane way possible. Granted, these guys don't deck out the whole plane, just their personal areas (the aft third is usually reserved for staff and such and is more like a fancy economy class), but yeah… silk carpet."
"A woman who owned..."
"A woman who owned a small private jet business told me one time someone paid them to fly their dog (by itself) to NY for about $45,000 for some training. No other passengers."
The service that dog received must have been stupendous... but that's also so wasteful, I just can't get over it!
"I became personal friends..."
"I became personal friends with my boss and his wife; super nice people. The wife turned out to be an heiress and would buy me whatever I mentioned, like in passing during a conversation. I learned gifts were how she was raised to show love.
I've trained myself to only talk about things I already own unless I find something useful she might like and suggest it for her."
"Have the money to support their eccentricity.
One guy I cook for wanted his house built so that his bedroom was right above the cow barn, with a retractable spot in the floor so he could fall asleep listening to (and smelling, I presume) the cows."
Smelling the cows?
Are we certain he ever smelled a cow? Because I've been on a farm and I have and it's a terrible smell.
Would not recommend.
"I am an art student..."
"I am an art student working as a gardener. We work in one of the wealthiest areas in my country. Some customers are really eager to show me their collection of artworks that they have hanging on their walls once they find out that I study it.
I remember one time standing in a bathroom, with my dirty gardening clothes and there was a Picasso above the toilet."
"Once saw him..."
"I used to 'work' for an Arab billionaire's son, a Daddy's money guy, terrible garbage human being.
Once saw him spend $16 000 on a wallet, was a fancy one with little gold spikes on it and stuff. He had shoes with gold on them.
I remember one year for his birthday he received like 30+ cakes, big fancy cakes and he told us to leave them on the floor in the hallway outside his room.
We walked by those cakes every day for two weeks waiting for instruction, after the two weeks we were told to throw them away."
Anyway... might as well ask: Any of you rich people out there looking for a poor friend?
Need a houseboy?
Or just someone whose bills you can pay?
I'm totes available.
Have some stories of your own? Feel free to tell us all about them in the comments below!
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Oh the matters of the heart are just never going to be easy. Love seems to be a never ending mess. I've dated a lot and can attest that the percentage of bad to good is 70/30. And that may be generous math.
I've heard about people fighting on dates, setting fire to the restaurant, discovering hidden identities and dramas I thought only ever occurred on daytime television.
I use to believe the biggest fear about dating was that the other person may turn out to be a serial killer, but they at least tend to show you a respectable time before they strike.
Oof. Let's see who has been left scarred by the hunt.
Redditor u/givemeyourfreefood wanted everyone to share the stories that almost made them re-think searching for love, by asking:
What's the worst date you ever had?
I remember the worst date I ever had. My biggest regret is that I stayed for the entire thing. I should've left as soon as I realized this was not going well, which was basically at hello. But he was paying so I drank, a lot. I'll keep names and dates to myself to protect the innocent.
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"Went to brewery, date said I had hairy arms and that meant I was horny, said "you look really awful in this light" and then tried to dig out of that hole by saying in his native language that was a term of endearment long term couples said to each other. 0/10 did not date again."
"My wife wanted to plan our 13th wedding anniversary. I was excited because usually, I plan it. She bought us some new disc golf discs and after a quick supper, we went to play. We hadn't played in forever. We were laughing and I had a great time. She served me with divorce papers and told me that the date was a test to see if she still had feelings for me. I also learned that she was having an affair that started well before our anniversary."
Two Hours from Home
"Not necessarily a date but a person I was dating invited me to his parent's house for the afternoon. He wanted to introduce me to them and show me the house he grew up in. I thought it was super sweet and had no problems going. He was also in the middle of moving and needed to pick up a few things, so it really didn't seem that unusual."
"Yeah, we got there and it was awful. His entire family was there. They traveled from hours away too. This was not just meeting the parents, it was meeting the ENTIRE family. Even worse? At some point, this idiot told his parents that he had proposed. We had been dating TWO months. I spent the entire afternoon dumbfounded and just playing along."
"We were two hours from home and I had no cell service, no way to leave at all. We ended up spending the afternoon brainstorming wedding ideas and planning an Alaskan honeymoon that his parents planned to gift us. His brother even called to say congratulations! We drove back to his apartment in silence. When we got there, I got in my car and left, didn't even bother grabbing my stuff. Weirdest experience ever. I have no idea how he broke it to his parents that we weren't getting married."
You're Cut Off!
"Got set up on a blind date once between mutual friends. She shows up to the restaurant already a little tipsy, orders multiple appetizers and only takes like one or two bites from each one. Then she proceeds to order 3 or 4 more drinks and is visibly drunk at this point. She gets up and says she's going to the bathroom and staggers off. About 15-20 minutes go by so I try to call her several times but no answer."
"Finally I decide to pay the check and just leave. About 2 hours later I'm sitting at home and I get a call from an unknown number. It's the police department. She was picked up on a DUI on her way home after she ditched me and gave the cops my number to see if I could go bail her out!"
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"Well, I gave this answer on a different topic, but it ties in with this. We were out on a date, we had been seeing each other for a while, close to a year maybe. She gets a phone call. Suddenly she looks destroyed. Her fiancé had just died in a motorcycle accident."
What in the world? I mean how can we ever expect to pair off with the dating pool being inundated with liars and nut jobs? I'm going to delete my apps.
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"Had a girl openly flirt with the bartender in front of me. She says she wasn't. But handing him her own phone and asking for his contact info in front of her date seems like it to me."
"Came out from a movie, late at night, and date's Camaro was stolen. Apparently, he called his WIFE (that I did not know he had) and let her know where he was and what happened. She showed up and realized he was on a date! She started chasing ME around the parking lot telling me she was going to kill me. Saved by the cops who showed up just in time to take the auto theft report."
"Met a girl at a country bar one night in my 20s. We were both pretty drunk but hit it off pretty good. Ended up getting her number and we agreed we'd go on a real date. Fast forward to the date, she gets in my vehicle and... she looks almost identical to my mom. I was mortified. I was polite and we went for lunch where I found out she also had a boyfriend she "wasn't sure if she was into". Never talked to her again."
"When I was in college many years ago, before the advancement of cell phones and social media, I was chatting with a girl I met on a BBS who lived on Long Island, NY. I was 18 at the time, but lied and said I was 22 because she said she was 25. We spent a few weeks emailing each other, as well as calling each other."
"We even exchanged pics. When we finally met up, things blew up. Turns out we both lied about our ages: She was really 33, and lied because she thought she looked younger. She admitted she sent a college photo to me. We still had dinner together, but it was awkward as hell. We never spoke again."
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"It was a double date. She was more interested talking to the other girl throughout the whole thing. Found out later from the other guy that his girl cheated on him with my date."
Ummm... I think I'm just going to stay single. That is a handful of crazy. Why can't people just be honest? I swear the search for love warps people's brains. Be careful out there people.
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As much as we'd like to assume spirits, ghosts, and paranormal happenings are relegated to movies and books, plenty of real-life stories abound.
Inexplicable sightings, things heard, and cold pockets of air are encountered by plenty of people all the time.
It's up to you if you want to believe them. But it's hard to argue with the conviction of the contributors to a recent Reddit thread.
Redditor ihadanightmarewithu asked:
"What is the scariest / paranormal story you have ever experienced?"
Many people talked about the things that caught their eye once upon a time.
Two Places At Once
"I was staying with a group of friends rock climbing in Spain. Really creepy air bnb, lots of strange things happened while we were staying there. The creepiest was one morning we were getting ready for the day, packing food and generally getting our things together, and I went upstairs to grab something."
"As I was heading back downstairs I walked past my friend's boyfriend on the landing and saw him turn and go into his and my friend's room; I think I asked him something but he didn't reply. I thought 'rude' and headed downstairs."
"Walked into the kitchen and he was there sorting food out with my friend."
"Everyone swore he'd been downstairs the whole time, plus there was only one staircase and it would have been impossible for him to overtake me and get to the kitchen before me without me noticing. I went back upstairs and checked their room and there was no one up there but me."
"I've never experienced anything creepy or inexplicable before we stayed in that air bnb and I'd say I'm v. sceptical about supernatural/paranormal stuff but multiple things happened on that trip that spooked me."
"A floating head."
"I was putting beef in the slow cooker because I wanted it done for morning, it was late at night. I reached up to grab some seasonings, and heard creaking. I told my kids to get in bed."
"I see something out of my peripheral vision and there was no body but a head of a bald, pale man floating 3 1/2 maybe 4 feet off the ground in the middle of the floor. It's face kept looking as if it was sad, or like it was begging. It locked eyes with me....I froze."
"I had a darker wall, with a coat rack with my husbands work jackets so it stood out like a store thumb. I looked away thinking it was my imagination but when I looked back it was still there so I ran out the back door because I'd have to pass it to get upstairs with my husband and kids."
"I ended up calling him on my phone to come walk me in. I was wide awake, not sleepy, not out of it, on no medication. I have no reason to see that ever."
Presences, Seen and Felt
"When I was a kid my mom took my sister and I on vacation. I only remember this happening one night while we were there but the hotel we stayed at was pretty much all flats with one bedroom. I slept in the bed with my mom and my sister was on the pull out sofa. I can't remember if I was trying to go to sleep or woke up in the night to this but I just know everyone else was asleep."
"It was really dark with just a little light from the street outside coming in on the sides of the curtains. On each side of the bed stood a black silhouette and it felt like they were all staring right at me acknowledging their presence. I didn't feel threatened or afraid of them at all and turned on the bedside light and not surprisingly nobody was there."
"I turned the light back off and there they were still in the same positions. I just looked at them for a while but must have eventually fell asleep. The only other detail of that experience I remember is waking up the next day and mentioning it at breakfast and my sister saying she felt like she was being watched the whole night. I have no explanation for it but it's a memory that has stuck with me over many years now."
"One time I was going home in my car and saw a guy that appeared to have no arms no hair and a longa** neck in a JUST a hoodie no pants no underwear trying to climb a tree in the woods with their legs and idk know if that's paranormal but it was such a fu**ing weird experience that I think it qualifies"
For others, it was all about the things they heard.
"This is something I've never been able to rationalize."
"For months after my dad died, we were getting landline calls where no one would answer on the other end. This was in 2002, so, while robo callers were a thing, it definitely wasn't as prevalent as it is today, but we did assume they were probably wrong numbers or something. (We didn't have any phones that displayed caller id at the time.)"
"Well, one time, after getting yet another call with only silence on the other end, I jokingly said, 'Dad, if that's you, call my cell phone.' "
"I want to preface this by saying I rarely ever got calls on my cell phone, and never spam calls in those days. I was 18 with an unlisted number that only my family and a few friends had."
"Just a few minutes later, my phone rang with a number I'd never seen before. With what I'd just said fresh in my mind, I kind of freaked out and didn't answer. I was on my way out to go somewhere with my mom, so when we got in the car, I told her what happened. We made the decision to call the number back."
"It never rang, but there was activity at the other end: muffled static and the sound of numbers being dialed slowly. It was the weirdest thing. Both my mom and I said hello, but no one ever answered."
"Has anyone ever had something like that happen to them when dialing a number? I've never had it happen before or since."
And the Crying Stopped
"About 10 years ago (I'd have been 24) I was still living with my parents. My bedroom was in the basement. One night, around 3am I was woken up to the sounds of a young child crying. It sounded like it was coming from just outside my window. I couldn't just look out the window because it was covered in ivy, so I quickly hopped out of bed to go help the kid."
"As I got closer to my bedroom door I could hear the crying was actually on the other side of the door. I opened the door. No one is there and the crying stopped. Spooked, I immediately jumped back in bed and the crying started again."
"Later that day at dinner, my family was sitting around the table and I brought up my experience I had. One of my sisters told a story about how when she was a kid she'd always leave her room at night to go sleep with my parents because she'd see a little girl walking out of her closet."
"As she left her room and got to my parents' door waiting to be let in because the door was locked she'd see the little girl walking up the stairs that were right there. After her telling this story my youngest sister looked scared and asked, 'the little girl, is she wearing a pink nightgown with shoulder-length brunette hair?' "
"Now my other sister was scared because that is exactly who she saw. My youngest sister told how she had similar experiences with that little girl coming out of the closet at night or walking up the stairs at night."
"I'm convinced that something happened either in that house before we moved in or on that land that my parents' house was built on."
Crying From Afar
"Not my story but my moms, apparently when I was just a baby I was always a calm sleeper and once when my mom was having a friend over downstairs they could hear a baby crying so they naturally went to check on me and I was still calmly asleep..."
"...but every time they went back downstairs they could hear some more crying, but apparently the crying was somehow off in a different way as well, one day when mom and dad were downstairs watching tv while I was sleeping upstairs, they heard crying and finally pinpointed the thing that was off..."
"...apparently it came from the opposite side of the house compared to my room and that room had the latch to the attic. Creepy stuff, but I'm not that surprised. This place is totally haunted in my book, I once heard my mom call me downstairs while I was home alone."
Finally, some people interacted directly with the spirits.
Advice From Beyond
"So once while I was home alone, my neighbor knocked on my door. This was when we still lived in Oklahoma, and I was homeschooled. He was bit younger then me but we still played Halo together. I was thirteen at the time."
"I let him in and we had a conversation about what I thought the afterlife would be like, and this was really odd for him. We talked for a few minutes before he decided to leave. When my parents got home they told me he had a heart attack at school and died."
One Time Only
"I once felt a hand on my face when I was sleeping. I had the covers covering my entire face and felt something push down lightly and then a bit harder."
"I was absolutely terrified and when I finally mustered up the courage to look, nothing was there. It never happened again but there have been a few times where something similar has happened."
A Very Helpful Ghost
"I was staying in the Banff Springs Hotel in 95 for a snowboard trip and I was leaving the room and forgot my jacket."
"When I remembered right at the door, I turned around to grab it from the bed where I left it and it was being held 2' above the bed like it was being being pinched by fingers."
"The moment I turned around it dropped to the bed."
"That blew my mind!"
"My GF's sister at the time was working concierge and she said there was a bell hop ghost and gave the paper story...lol It wasn't threating at all, but was crazy to see!"
Here's hoping you manage to sleep well despite all these spooky stories!
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