Dating site experiences and shock horror meetings!

Apx 10 years ago I got talking to a woman on Plenty of Fish, she seemed quite nice and was dead keen to meet me so we arranged to meet in Lancaster (I was in Barrow and she was from The Wirral). When I got off the train she looked great and was really affectionate and I thought “Happy Days!” We walked to her car and she went to open the boot to put her coat in and just then the wind blew her skirt up to reveal stockings, suspenders and no knickers! I couldn’t believe it but she just flashed me a smile. However she then says “I’m sorry to have to tell you on such short notice but my daughter is in the car as my sitter let me down”. I tried to play casual and said it would be fine, we could take her to an indoor play area I knew and we could chat while she played (she was about 4). This went ok so we then agreed to go to get a meal, but because of the kid we went to Pizza Hut. We got seated and the kid comes and sits on my knee! Again I try to be casual, doing the colouring sheet with her etc but then she suddenly starts calling me Daddy!!! Her mum is doing nothing to stop her so what do I say? I tell her my name but she’s persisting with Daddy and asking if I’m coming home with them!
By now I’m getting very freaked so make my excuses that I need to get the train home soon. We drive back to the station and the woman leaves her daughter alone in the car and walks with me to the platform where she suddenly grabs me, sticks her tongue in my mouth and puts her hand down the back of my jeans. Thank Christ the train arrived while this was going on and I escaped.
She pestered for a while for us to meet again but I couldn’t face that again.

jesus haha
 
I think some people enter such dating sites in a half hearted way and bend the truth a little. All of a sudden they connect well with someone over the phone and are then in a dilemma. Do they cut and run or meet hoping the new found connection they have found can overcome the older pics they have used? Although some of the stories are hilarious I guess there is a bit of a sad side too.
I always use to assume the person I was meeting would look at least 5 years older, and about a stone heavier and tbf that often turned out to be the case, or not far off, there was the odd exception though.
 
Only a proper nutter would bring a young child along to a first date with a complete stranger
That wasn't a nutter, that was a cool, calculating woman doing what cool, calculating women do. I'll bet child was on the streets that night with 'homeless' Uncle Tom and his oily German Shepherd.
 
Some years ago when I bought my first house I thought I should take advantage of having my own space and jumped onto a very convenient dating app (can't remember which one, wasn't Tinder, might have been POF). Met a Bulgarian lady on there who was a fair bit older - I was 28 and she was nearly 40 - but very attractive and just what I was looking for at that stage in my life.

I never got to take advantage of my own place because she always insisted on meeting at her house, which was pretty big and very nice. It was full of photos of other people. I asked her who these people were and she explained that they were family members and friends. Thought it was odd but didn't care too much because, well, she was hot.

The other weird thing was that I never stayed beyond 4pm - she always had something to do or somewhere to be.

I eventually figured out that this wasn't her house - she was a professional cleaner hired by this other family! Turned out she was also married to a big, hefty Bulgarian guy who, I later learned, was locally infamous as a bit of a crazy bastard.

Was all worth it, but it did put me off that app.
 
I'm the same mate, Blue ones are more tolerable, but anything I see with YNWA, LFC or a liverpool shirt, scarf,picture, candle, chicken foetus, it's an instant X or delete, no matter how gorgeous they look.
You should sow your blue seed and run for the hills.
 
Not a dating site experience, but a blind date my mate set up with an acquaintance of his girlfriend. Apparently this girl had seen me around and was really interested in a date.

So It was arranged that me and my mate would go to the pub, and his girlfriend and this girl would meet us there later. So in the pub, and a couple of pints later his girlfriend turns up with this pretty stunning girl in tow.

The girls proceed to the bar to get drinks, and me not believing my luck (especially considering i half expected my mate to stitch me up with some minger), i give myself a quick spruce up, styling my hair, straightening my shirt etc to try give the best first impression.

The girls come over, and we start chatting and getting on pretty well, and i offer her a cig (this was back in the day when you could smoke in pubs) which she accepts, and things are going well.

A few mins later, i notice shes got something on her top lip. A bit of staring and i realise its a huge green bogey. My mates girlfriend spots it about the same time and whisks her off to the bogs. They come out of the bogs 5 minutes later and make a beeline for the door, with my mates gf shouting over that she'll catch up with him later, and off into the sunset they both disappear.

I'm absolutely gutted she's done a runner, and then realise i've fucked up massively. Because earlier whilst i was having my little 'spruce up' i had picked my nose and wiped it on the edge of the ashtray. Somehow, whilst we were having a smoke my bogey had transferred to the cig and then onto her top lip!!!

I asked my mates girlfriend to try arrange another date with her, but got told she was too embarrassed to see me again after the 'bogey' incident.

Moral of the story is, if you are gonna pick your nose in the pub, wipe it under the table like everyone else does, and not in an ashtray.
 

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