Anyone who's been on a fair number of dates has probably thought about leaving in the middle of one. But most of us aren't brave enough to actually do it—or maybe we just haven't been on a date so bad that it left us with no other choice.
Someone asked Reddit: "have you ever left in the middle of a date? If so, why?" These 27 brave souls share their inspirational stories:
1.) From MashMashSkid:
I told her I was color blind, she recoiled and said it was "gross" and sat there looking at me like I had the plague or something. I just sort of got up and left. It was really odd.
2.) From engelb15:
Met girl online, she shows up for our first date drunk, with her drunk friend... and one month old son that she had forgot to mention (baby was sober I think). I excused myself to the restroom and ran like my ass was on fire.
3.) From Woobie68:
She started talking about 'our wedding' and 'our future kids' on our first date. She wasn't joking around, and when I told her that it was way too sudden to be talking about that, she looked at me quizically and said "Don't you want to get married?" First online date I'd ever gone on. Plenty of awkward ones after that (including the girl who got drunk then admitted she had an infant son and lived with her ex-husband), but that one took the cake.
4.) From PM_ME_YOUR_PHILLIPS:
He brought another girl with him.
We had agreed to go for dinner, then see a movie together, not with anyone else, as a date. We had definitely agreed it was, in fact, a date. I would've understood if we hadn't made it clear if it was a date, but we both knew it was.
Anyways, he shows up with another girl. He pretty much ignores me the entire time, the bitch is sneering at me when he isn't looking. Why agree to a date when you're going to bring another girl? He didn't even tell me he was going to bring someone. He just did.
When we get to the movies, we take our seats, and I said 'I'm going to the washroom' and grabbed my stuff and left.
5.) From maylenexx:
Guy from OkCupid a few years back.
Takes me to a 5 star restaurant, I try to stick to the middle of the road drinks/food as it's a first date. Dinner went really well so we decide to go for post-dinner drinks. I get to the point where I feel I should stop drinking since it's a first date and I wasn't really ready for him to see me trashed. He orders me another drink and then invites me over to his house because his wife is out of town.
Date over.
6.) From RebelScumbag:
We met online. She brought her sister on our first date. She never spoke and all her sister did was drill me about "my plans" and "my intentions." After ordering she said "I hope you're planning on paying. That's what a real man would do on a first date." So I said "true but this wasn't a date, it was a job interview" I dropped my half in cash and walked out. Btw I drove us there. Never heard from them again.
7.) From refugefirstmate:
Blind date, Indian restaurant. First thing he does is produce a folder of photos of him and various celebrities. Shows me them, one by one. He keeps...clutching at me.
After about 15 minutes of this, I say "this isn't really - I don't think we're compatible. I think I should go" and get up to leave. He stood up too, and shouted at me as I left. No, I did not look back.
Ed: This happened in the mid-1980s, so unless the guy you're thinking of is now in his 70s, it's not him.
Yes, a real manila folder, with 8x10 glossies, in a real manila enevelope. Mid 1980s. No Photoshop, no iphone.
The two celebs I remember seeing are Jimmy Carter and the Dalai Lama. Remember, this was 30 years ago.
No, I don't remember what he was shouting. I was focused on GTFO of there, and as I said, 30 years ago.
No, I don't remember which Indian restaurant, but it was in Cambridge MA. Yellow walls.
Yes, he was a Harvard man. No, he was not blind. A "blind date" is when somebody fixes you up with somebody you don't know, or when you go out with somebody you've met via a dating service or ad. (No photos back then; just descriptions.)
Also, I am so glad this entertained you all. My operating principle re: nightmare experiences is "This is God's way of giving us drinking stories." You've proved me right.
8.) From titlejunk:
He was 45 minutes late, got mad that another guy had started chatting me up at the bar while I waited, then proceeded to tell me about the hidden satanic messages in the opening ceremony of the Olympics.
9.) From [deleted]:
Yes. Went to get coffee to test the waters with someone new. First thing he did was ask me to turn around and lift my shirt so he can see my ass. I got up, turned around and walked out the door.
10.) From jamslambam:
I was in my late teens and went on a date with a friend of a friend. He seemed nice, and I got the OK from my bff, so I anticipated a pleasant, quiet evening - we were just going for frozen yogurt and TV at his house, after all. Well everything's going smooth and he seems really sweet. He tells me he likes to write poetry and my teenage girl brain is thinking, "Wow! A sensitive guy! How refreshing." Then he tells me that he wants to show me something. I assumed it was a poem he wrote because we had just talked about it.
ME: "Ok! What is it?"
HIM: "Well, it's not ready yet, but it will be in a couple minutes." As he leans over on his side, away from me. ME: Confused, because I'm expecting a poem... is he going to write a poem in a couple minutes? This is going to be awkward.
Then he starts making all these innuendos about what it is. I get annoyed because he sounds like he's describing his penis, and the joke is dying fast. Finally, just to shut him up, I say, "If it's your DICK then NO I DON'T want to see it!"
HIM: "Oh... okay then." And he sits back normally on the couch. I'm super confused and think he's pulling my leg. I ask if he's kidding and says no. He seriously wanted to whip out his junk and show me.
ME: "What the hell am I supposed to say to you while your dick is out?!"
HIM: "Well, my last girlfriend told me she'd been waiting to see it all night." ME: Stunned silence. Then, "Ohh...kay..."
Being the awkward teen I was, I sat back into the couch, not touching him (we had been cuddling up until that conversation) and uncomfortably waited out the remainder of whatever show was on TV - and then bolted.
After I got home, I called my BFF and frantically told her what had happened. Her response? "Ohhh, yeah, I forgot to tell you. He likes to do that."
11.) From area-woman:
OKcupid date - emailed back and forth, had some common interests, seemed like we would get along. We met up and got food, a couple drinks, seemed to be getting along well. Then he starts talking about how good he is at Karaoke. He's been in contests and won first place, he and his friends go all the time, etc. I tell him I've only done karaoke a few times, when very drunk and with a big group of friends. I also mention that I'm pretty sure I'm tone deaf. He tells me there is a Karaoke place only one block away!!! I tell him I'm not interested. He tells me you get your own little booth. No one else will even hear you. You can pick whatever songs you want!!! No waiting while other people sing!!! It's clear he's not giving up, so I grab two shots of vodka and say fine, I'll try it. We go to the karaoke lounge and get our booth and he does three or four songs perfectly. I start my first song and he starts criticizing me, and pointing out what i'm doing wrong WHILE I'm trying to sing. Then he picks up the other mic and starts singing over me. I say fuck this and just get up to leave. He chases after me and tells me -" I need you to pay for half of this". It's $60. I look in my wallet, take out the only cash I had and said "here's $20, and you can go fuck yourself". Then he follows me to the bus stop and tried to make idle chit chat while I wait to get the fuck away from him.
12.) From random989898:
Had joined a new sports club and there was one guy who was quiet and kind of just hung around the periphery of the group. I felt kind of bad for him so was always trying to bring him into conversations and talk to him. One night we all went out for drinks after the game and I talked to him for awhile. Conversation was hard work but he seemed like a nice guy. He texted and asked me if I wanted to go out for coffee. I wasn't really interested but knew given how quiet he was that it probably took a ton of nerve to text me that and I thought maybe in a 1:1 environment he would be more comfortable and I could get to know him a little more.
We met at the coffee shop and he had a big backpack with him. We ordered drinks then chatted, with me again doing most of the talking - he rarely initiated but would answer questions. About 1/2 hour in he said he had a few things to show me to let me get to know him better. He then did a show and tell from his backpack pulling out various items and pictures and telling me about them. Some were kind of interesting (a family trip) and some I had no idea how to respond to (here is a picture of how I had my hair cut in grade 8). He had stuffed animals and lots of items from his childhood. I kept trying to bring the conversation to the present to find out if the item linked to a current interest or hobby but he kind of had the story about each item rehearsed and he would go right back to the show and tell. Eventually the table was full of stuff and I tried to politely say that I had seen enough and change the topic. He told me had still had more to show me. I ended up saying I felt sick and left. I felt kind of bad but it was just getting too weird.
13.) From _Stamos:
I left in the middle of a movie once. The date was going great but I forgot that I had left a pot pie in the oven in my apartment (only broke college guys and old people eat pot pies). I remembered a few minutes in and whispered something along the lines of "gotta get my pot pie out of the oven so I don't burn down my apartment I'll be right back." I did return but she was pissed. Thought we could go see the pot pie and have a laugh. Arrived at my previously empty apartment to find my brother and the neighbor girls drunk and naked in my living room. Showed her the pot pie and she said something along the lines of "you're an asshole take me home".
14.) From [deleted]:
I've had a girl walk out on me, took me weeks to realise why.
This was date 3. We'd met initially at a nightclub randomly, kinda just said hi and our groups merged (the boys and her girls), met up a week later at a carnival and ha a great time.
This day in particular, we met up for a basic lunch at a nice little spot near my place and just had nothing to talk about (which was odd, she seemed semi vacant). Lunch goes by with small talk, we pay separately and she asks to come back to my place - no problems there, she's an attractive girl and I have a penis. Anyhow, we get back to my place, she throws on a dvd while I snack up the coffee table and we start talking about pet peeves with the opposite sex. Usual things come up first, like toilet seat positioning and 'get ready time' for outings. Somehow it leads on to a story about this girl I knew who was 'dating' me whilst having an actual boyfriend on the side, and how disrespectful it was in the end. She just goes pale white, grabs her stuff and makes some excuse about forgetting something at home. I thought I'd maybe sounded a bit cocky or come across like a douchebag, kinda felt like an ass for a day or so and moved on. My housemate ran into her and her boyfriend shopping a week later. That was awkward.
15.) From missbteh:
He scraped the bottom of his low-to-the-ground car on my driveway. He took it (and me) straight to a mechanic to look at the damage. He told me that if it was a quick fix he would only make me pay half. I said my brother is a mechanic let me go call him.
Left and called for a ride. Fuuuuck that.
16.) From I_Need_A_Fork:
She brought up politics & religion, attacked my stance on both then pestered me about my financial stability all before the brought out the bread.
17.) From 45MinutesOfRoadHead:
We had been on a couple of dates, and he invited me to his house to watch a movie. I showed up and he immediately brings me an Ice Pick. I don't like vodka and I wasn't in the mood to drink, but I thanked him for the drink and I sipped on it a little.
He commented that I wasn't drinking fast enough. I said "Oh, well I'm not really in the drinking mood." He kept pressuring me to drink. I inspected my glass to make sure there was no residue or anything else in it. There wasn't, but when I finished he made me another without asking. I thanked him, but said that I really didn't want another. He told me not be rude and that I should have drinks with him if he's making them for me. When I finished that one I said "I really don't want another". He brings me another.
It's obvious that he's trying to get me drunk. He keeps trying to make out with me and I said that I really wanted to watch the movie. He keeps, literally, pulling my face towards him and shoving his tongue down my throat.
I turned the other way on the couch, so I had my feet down by him and he couldn't get to my face.
He then gets on the floor, and walks on his motherfucking knees to my face and starts trying to kiss me again.
I said I needed to go to the bathroom. I quietly called my best friend and told her I need her to call me back with something "urgent" in a couple of minutes so I could get out of a bad date. She did, and I took off.
After that the kept trying to call and text me a lot and I just told him "Look, you were obviously trying to get me drunk, and kept forcing kisses after I said I wanted to watch the movie. This is not gonna work out."
18.) From Bleuonej:
This was a third date, he was a nice enough guy, an editor at the local newspaper. We're at his house and he's made me dinner and suddenly he drops in normal conversation that his fetish is having sex with girls that are unconscious. I immediately stopped eating, stopped drinking, and made my exit. I did not get roofied but damn was I scared that it was in the cards for that night.
Edit: His exact words were "You're so sexy. I'd love to share something with you since we seem to be hitting it off... Yada yada yada."
I excused myself to the bathroom and pretended to get an emergency call. He got arrested two years later for being a peeping tom, then moved away. I swear this happened. I met some real weirdos when I was doing the OK Cupid thing. For instance, met a guy that said a black panther was his spirit animal and that she came to him in his dreams. Sometimes she told him to do bad things to people, but she was OK with me. That one never got a second date...but I saw his engagement notice in the paper a year later.
19.) From workingdonttell:
So, this is about ten years ago, a few friends in another city introduce me and this girl. We call each other, chat on instant messenger, and text a bit. I tell I'm going to see my friends in a couple weeks and we set up a dinner date.
We met at the restaurant, big hug and huge grin from her. We sit down, chat, and are talking a bit when two of her friends get seated diagonally from us. She gets up to go say hi, never introduces me, and proceeds to have the waiter drop her food off at their table. Her friends ask why she's leaving me alone and without any shame she says "He's fine." Waiter comes to pick up my plate (I'd already ordered and I didn't want to be a dick and screw the waiter) and drops off my check then hands her her own check. I just shrugged it off handed the guy a $20 saying keep the change and left.
She calls me on my way back to my buddies house, bitches me out then had the balls to ask if I'd buy her alcohol to take to a party (I was 21 she was 19). I laughed, she called me a dick and hung up. Then I questioned why I answered the call in the first place.
20.) From staredaggers:
She would not stop talking about babies. Her friends had them, her sisters had them, her brothers had them and made sure it was perfectly, crystal clear, she did not have one.
Yikes.
21.) From TrixieDawn:
Met a guy online who lived about an hour away. We agreed to meet up closer to me and he told me he was just going to stay in town that night. I figured he had friends here or whatever. He gets to the date and he is clearly about 15 years older than his pictures represented. I figured I would finish the meal then gtfo. After dinner he insisted on walking me to my car and then said, "ok, so I'll just follow you back to your place then?" I was quite shocked and a little scared for my safety so I said ok and then ripped out of that parking lot before he could get to his car. He text me an hour later and told me he was home lol. Never heard from him after that.
22.) From Pock_the_Viking:
She started doing blow halfway through
Unexpected follow-up:
She actually is super cool, and I ended up helping her through sobriety and now she's almost two years completely clean and we're good friends.
23.) From DracoMeowfoy_:
"You're pretty smart... For a woman"
24.) From alientic:
It was an OkCupid date and we met for coffee after talking awhile. He had a sour look on his face when I got there, so I wasn't expecting too much. When our coffee came out, he said "I'm glad you didn't ask me to pay for that, because I don't think you should be drinking something with that many calories." I'm a fat person, but he was way fatter than me, so I thought he was being self-depricating. I was prepared to roll my eyes and let it go, but then he ranted for about 15 minutes about how women were getting too fat and how they should be pressured to lose more weight. Eventually I stopped him with a "You saw my picture! Why did you even agree to coffee?" His answer was "I was hoping you had lost weight since the picture was taken, because no one would put themselves on a dating app in that condition."
25.) From Siltyn:
Picked up a girl for a first date. On the drive to eat she's tapping away on her phone a few times. Get to the place to eat, sits down, tapping away texting. A few minutes later, texting again. I excuse myself to use the bathroom....and leave.
26.) From secretly_im_a_wizard:
He turned up drunk, and brought pictures of his time in Iraq in the army with him, that he took me through painfully slowly, one-by-one. I politely excused myself to go for a cigarette and he lost it - accused me of being rude, shouting about how no wonder I was single, and then sat on my coat so I couldn't run away - saying that even if I did leave, he would follow me and make me sorry. He also goes on a rant about how all graduates are entitled dickheads, he doesn't agree with women going to uni, and that I'm a middle class c*nt. He had insisted on paying for my drink, so when I came back in I said I wanted to go, and he insisted that I OWE HIM a drink, 'cos he was going up Camden to meet his mates and didn't want to be behind on the drinks front. Fine, whatever, he's CLEARLY insane, I'll just buy him one to shut him up then I can leave. At the bar, he begins throwing ice at the barmaid when her back is turned, then when she turns around accusingly, points at me and says 'she did it'. The barmaid and I both know that it was him. After he has his pint in his hand he goes back to the table, and I confess to said barmaid that I'm on the worst date of my life and want to run away. She pours me a shot of tequila, tells the bouncer to distract him, then helped me run away, as he banged on the window and shouted 'I'll find you'.
27.) From [deleted]:
I took a girl once to my favorite mexican restaurant.
She proceeded to pretty much give me a run down of her past 5 boyfriends, why the relationship failed, how each was in bed, what they all did for a living, where they all took her for vacations. My eyes started to cross, and my blood was starting to boil. I was relegated to "un huh's" and "wow, that guy is an asshole" responses. She seemed very disinterested in anything I had to say, and I was fucking done.
As I was about to get up and walk out, the waiter brought my fajitas. So you know what...I just rolled with it. Started asking questions about her ex boyfriends. All the while, I was stuffing my face with tasty tasty fajitas. Honestly, most of the dudes sounded like pretty good guys, but I put on a brave face and shit talked them in between bites.
Once I was full, I got up, said I needed to go to the bathroom, paid for my half of the meal at the register, and just left. She was busy texting someone, and didn't even notice.
On my way home, she texted me and asked me where I was. Told her that I left, and that maybe she should ask one of her ex boyfriends to come and pick her up since she spent the last 45 minutes doing nothing but talking about them.
Got a couple fuck you's, you're an asshole texts on the drive home...but its been radio silent ever since.