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<p>The only thing worse than going on a bad date is knowing that you&#39;re the reason the date went so badly in the first place. Because while you can delete someone else&#39;s number, you can&#39;t break up with yourself. The best you can do is make sure it doesn&#39;t happen again&mdash;and maybe don&#39;t drink so much. Heavy alcohol consumption and romance, it turns out, are not always such a cute combination.</p><h2>In a popular Reddit thread, people who have caused a date to go badly <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/137keb/we_always_hear_from_the_victims_side_reddit_what/" target="_blank">share</a> their side of the story, answering the question: &quot;what have you done to completely f*ck up a date?&quot;</h2><p>1.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/yeahilikefantasy/">yeahilikefantasy</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>I went back to a dates house one time. Watched a movie, everything was going well. She started to yawn, I took the hint and tried to excuse myself. So I leave, walk to my car. -Oh shit. No keys.</p> <p>Go back to the door, explain I have no keys. Spend 45 minutes looking. She thinks I am trying to force her to invite me to stay, gets pretty freaked out. End up having to get a ride home from my brother.</p> <p>Worst part - she MAILED me the keys to avoid seeing me again.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><p>2) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/Muuviestar/">Muuviestar</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>Went on a date with a hot doctor. Date was going really well. We went to a party after dinner. I was irresponsible, got drunk off jello shots and was asked to leave by said hot doctor. Went to my car and changed into another outfit I had in the trunk. I put it on backwards, kept the price tags on, and marched right back up to the house. I spent 20 minutes trying to convince him and his roommates that I wasn&#39;t his original date. It didn&#39;t go over well.<button aria-label="upvote" aria-pressed="false" data-click-id="upvote"></button></p> </blockquote><p>3.) From [deleted]:</p><blockquote> <p>The very last time I hung out with my ex of over a year before we broke up I was supposed to pick a movie for us to watch after she got off work. We had been having problems for awhile and this was almost a forced attempt to do something together. For some reason I picked The Breakup with Jennifer Anniston. If you haven&#39;t seen it, the first half is about two people realizing they don&#39;t love each other any longer. There&#39;s nothing more awkward than laying in bed cuddling with someone knowing you are both thinking the same exact thing, and that it&#39;s &quot;I don&#39;t love you anymore&quot;.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><p>4.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/Trickster174/">Trickster174</a></p><blockquote> <p>So, this was my worst date ever.</p> <p>I met a girl online, on OK Cupid, many years ago. We finally plan a date at a local pub, and are having a good time together. I eat a light dinner since I was not very hungry, and have a couple beers. The topic eventually somehow shifts to alcohol. We start boasting about which one of us could out drink the other. Now, I don&#39;t dislike drinking, but I am not a huge drinker by any stretch of the imagination. But hey, I wanted to impress her. She was cute, and she seemed into me. I tell her that I have a huge bottle of vodka waiting back at my house, and she says &quot;Well, let&#39;s go drink it then.&quot;</p> </blockquote><blockquote> <p><span style="font-family: BlinkMacSystemFont, -apple-system, &quot;Segoe UI&quot;, Roboto, Oxygen, Ubuntu, Cantarell, &quot;Fira Sans&quot;, &quot;Droid Sans&quot;, &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 1.1rem; letter-spacing: -0.01em;">So we get back, and I turn on some music. We flirt for a bit, then get to the vodka. She does about two or three shots, then says she can&#39;t do anymore. I proceed to do about 9 vodka shots in about 10 minutes. At first, I feel fine. We move into my bedroom and start making out. Then I feel it. I&#39;m about to throw up on this girl. I excuse myself to the bathroom, dry heave a bit, and come back out. She asks worriedly if everything was okay, and I assure her it is. We go back to making out again. Soon, it happens again. I&#39;m about throw up. I run back to the bathroom</span></p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><blockquote> <p>Well, I must have passed out. I come out of the bathroom some time later and she&#39;s sitting on my bed, looking very pissed off. I try to apologize, tell her she should stay. Then I feel the vomit coming up again, but manage to swallow. I&#39;m barely standing at this point. I mumble softly &quot;Maybe...maybe we should call it a night.&quot;</p> </blockquote><blockquote> <p>She stands up, very disgusted. I tell her &quot;I&#39;m a gentleman, let me walk you to the door.&quot; But I can&#39;t walk, so I crawl next to her to the door. I keep asking &quot;DO YOU LIKE ME? DO YOU?&quot; She walks out of my house and tells me not to bother calling her again. I pass out in the doorway.</p> <p>Well, next morning I get up, and realize: I&#39;m not wearing any pants. I must&#39;ve lost them on one of my bathroom trips the night before, meaning I likely came out of the bathroom not wearing pants. How bold of me.</p> <p>And that...was my worst date ever.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><p>5.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/detweilerTJ/">detweilerTJ</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>Ran a red light in front of a cop, hid in a coffee shop parking lot for and hour. Never talked to her again.</p> </blockquote><p>6.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/1_2_chachacha/">1_2_chachacha</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>Once I started crying mid-first-kiss. I had recently had my heart broken &amp; even though it was a few months later, and the new guy seemed really nice, I guess I wasn&#39;t ready to date yet. Embarrassing, but he was really sweet about it....before never calling me back ever again. I have to say though, I don&#39;t blame him!</p> </blockquote><p>7.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/thad_tiger_thad/">thad_tiger_thad</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>I hooked up with a friend of a friend after I met her in a bar. About a week later I ask her if she&#39;d like to go to dinner with me. I lived pretty far away from her, but she was willing to come out. Since she drove so far I wanted to make it a really nice date and picked a French restaurant near my place. We sit down and look over the menu, I order steaks for the both of us with a bottle of wine. Waiter asks to see my ID (I&#39;m 23) and I reach for my wallet. Gone. Not there. I just ordered a $100 dinner for two and I left my wallet on my dresser because I was too worry about what shirt to wear. F**k.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><blockquote> <p>She actually laughed it off and said it&#39;s no big deal and said she&#39;d pick up the check as I profusely apologized and promised to reimburse her immediately. We eat, go back to my place, and hook up.</p> <p>She had to leave that night because she had something to do in the morning. I didn&#39;t have $100 in cash laying around so I wrote her a check. She didn&#39;t want to take it, but I insisted. She thanked me and left. Night salvaged, right?</p> </blockquote><blockquote> <p>She never answered any of my texts or calls. Under the &quot;For:&quot; section of the check, I had written &quot;SEX&quot;. Never cashed it.</p> <p><strong>Goddamn my sense of humor.</strong></p> </blockquote><p>8.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/msb4464/">msb4464</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>We go out twice, everything is nice. He asks if I want to impromptu meet up for drinks. I haven&#39;t shaved my legs or anything else in weeks-months but have a waxing appointment the next day. He invites me back to his place for dessert. I stupidly think this man is about to seriously give me a delicious cupcake. 30 minutes later when he starts trying to undress me I awkwardly say, &quot;I can&#39;t have sex with you tonight I&#39;m super hairy.&quot; Then leave, and never hear from him again.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><p>9.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/sexghosts/">sexghosts</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>Well first I got nervous so I ate a whole block of cheese- bad idea #1</p> </blockquote><p>10.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/jonSF/">jonSF</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>Before the date started, my friend texted me about going to dinner later that night. Then, the girl (my date) and I were texting before meeting about our timing.</p> <p>Then, I met the girl for the date and she was kinda droning on and on about her family and how she wants to distance herself from their lifestyle and such - this went on for about an hour and I was totally sick of hearing about it.</p> </blockquote><blockquote> <p>She got up to go to the bathroom, and so I texted my friend &quot;get me out of here, where are we meeting for dinner?&quot; and he didn&#39;t reply, so after 2 mins or so, I texted him again and said &quot;dude, this girl is not for me, let&#39;s get food!&quot;</p> <p>Then, the date is walking back from the bathroom and I can see her reach in her purse for her phone, stop walking, read something on her phone, and then finish her walk back to our table with tears in her eyes. Yes, I was texting her and not my friend!</p> <p>What a loser I am.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><p>11.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/nomorebuble/">nomorebuble</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>Gave her an M&amp;M. Her face swelled up a lot. They were peanut M&amp;Ms. She was allergic to peanuts. Severely so, the doctor said.</p> </blockquote><p>12.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/loopgru/">loopgru</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>We went on a hike together, and it quickly became apparent that we were very different sorts of hikers- I like to kind of meander, look at trees and mountains, watch my dog dart around the trail, etc. She was much more goal oriented, wanted to run up the trail and it quickly became apparent that she was unhappy going more slowly. I told her to run on ahead and have fun, I&#39;d meet her on the way back down. Off she went.</p> <p>...and somehow we missed each other on the trail. To this day I have no idea how, but whatever the case, I got all the way to the top, didn&#39;t see her, waited for a bit, and started back down.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><blockquote> <p>Then, the sun descended as I was picking my way down the eastern slope of this mountain. We were far enough from civilization that there was no ambient light. It was, in short, pitch black.</p> <p>So, there I am picking my way down this trail, feeling my way ahead of me with my toes, finally spider crawling down the trail to give myself more points of contact on the ground and minimize the chances of falling to my doom.</p> </blockquote><blockquote> <p>...and suddenly, up ahead on the trail, I hear crying. There was my intrepid date, bawling, curled up in a ball on the trail, preparing to sleep on the trail, absolutely sure that I&#39;d been carried off by hill folk or killed by an extraordinarily ambitious mountain lion.</p> <p>After a couple of minutes of &quot;no, I&#39;m not dead,&quot; &quot;how in the heck did you get past me,&quot; and &quot;yep, sure is dark,&quot; I took the lead, continuing my crawl down the trail with her following me thanks in large part to the white T-shirt I was wearing. After an interminable amount of time, we finally got all the way back down to the truck. We stopped at a pub afterward and had a beer, then proceeded to never speak again.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><p>13.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/cousin_maeby/">cousin_maeby</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>I was late.</p> <p>Mentioned ex-boyfriends. Repeatedly.</p> <p>Told him about that one time I cut class in college in order to finish reading Invisible Monsters at the Starbucks near school and how I was crying in public afterwards because &quot;Chuck Palahniuk just speaks to me.&quot;</p> <p>I asked for the bill out of the blue without asking him if it we were done (it seemed a bit rude in retrospect) and I could see that he was emasculated when our server handed the check to me. We split the bill and there was a weird goodbye hug/kiss on the cheek when he walked me to my car.</p> </blockquote><blockquote> <p>Also, I was severely underdressed in a tank top and jeans and he was dressed in business casual. He came from work, but still... Add that to the awkwardness that ensued after we realized the usually-packed restaurant was empty save for us two. And when he texted me afterwards saying, &quot;Next time I&#39;m footing the bill&quot; all I said was &ldquo;Yah hahahahahaha OK.&quot;</p> <p>The best part? This was earlier this year (I&#39;m 23) and I haven&#39;t gotten any better at dates.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><p>14.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/areyouangryyet/">areyouangryyet</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>Coolest, most attractive kid in school asks me to senior prom, obviously I agree. He&#39;s having a party at his house afterwards. We go I prom. It&#39;s a total fairy tale, everyone&#39;s staring, oohing and awwwing, etc. we get back to his house and start drinking and next thing I know I&#39;ve had 12 shots and counting. We go back to his room where I proceed to pass out and puke all over him, his bed, his floor, the aquarium, and his jacket I was wearing. My brother had to come pick me up. Never spoke to the kid again</p> </blockquote><p>15.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/kitkatbay/">kitkatbay</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>It was going fine until he walked me to my car and said &quot;So am I going to get some sugar?&quot;. I fear the ensuing five minutes of laughter may have crushed his spirit.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div><p>16.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/Ayavaron/">Ayavaron</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>When I first started using OKcupid, for some reason, I thought it&#39;d be a good idea to book two dates on the same day. (I don&#39;t know why I thought that would be a good idea.) At the beginning of the second date, the girl asked me &quot;So how&#39;s your day been?&quot; and I told her &quot;I went on a date earlier. It was pretty okay.&quot; She got really mad at me for that one.</p> </blockquote><p>17.) From <a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/jkonine/">jkonine</a>:</p><blockquote> <p>At the movies with my girlfriend, and I have to take a piss. Coming back from the bathroom, I accidentally sit next to the wrong girl(im on her left), put my arm around her back and she screams. Everyone in the theater turns to look at me.</p> <p>Girlfriend was not amused.</p> </blockquote><div className="ad-splitter"></div>

17 people share stories of the most embarrassing way they've screwed up a date.

The only thing worse than going on a bad date is knowing that you&#39;re the reason the date went so badly in the first place. Because while you can delete someone else&#39;s number, you can&#39;t break up with yourself. The best you can do is make sure it doesn&#39;t happen again&mdash;and maybe don&#39;t drink so much. Heavy alcohol consumption and romance, it turns out, are not always such a cute combination.In a popular Reddit thread, people who have caused a date to go badly share their side of the story, answering the question: &quot;what have you done to completely f*ck up a date?&quot;1.) From yeahilikefantasy: I went back to a dates house one time. Watched a movie, everything was going well. She started to yawn, I took the hint and tried to excuse myself. So I leave, walk to my car. -Oh shit. No keys. Go back to the door, explain I have no keys. Spend 45 minutes looking. She thinks I am trying to force her to invite me to stay, gets pretty freaked out. End up having to get a ride home from my brother. Worst part - she MAILED me the keys to avoid seeing me again. 2) From Muuviestar: Went on a date with a hot doctor. Date was going really well. We went to a party after dinner. I was irresponsible, got drunk off jello shots and was asked to leave by said hot doctor. Went to my car and changed into another outfit I had in the trunk. I put it on backwards, kept the price tags on, and marched right back up to the house. I spent 20 minutes trying to convince him and his roommates that I wasn&#39;t his original date. It didn&#39;t go over well. 3.) From [deleted]: The very last time I hung out with my ex of over a year before we broke up I was supposed to pick a movie for us to watch after she got off work. We had been having problems for awhile and this was almost a forced attempt to do something together. For some reason I picked The Breakup with Jennifer Anniston. If you haven&#39;t seen it, the first half is about two people realizing they don&#39;t love each other any longer. There&#39;s nothing more awkward than laying in bed cuddling with someone knowing you are both thinking the same exact thing, and that it&#39;s &quot;I don&#39;t love you anymore&quot;. 4.) From Trickster174 So, this was my worst date ever. I met a girl online, on OK Cupid, many years ago. We finally plan a date at a local pub, and are having a good time together. I eat a light dinner since I was not very hungry, and have a couple beers. The topic eventually somehow shifts to alcohol. We start boasting about which one of us could out drink the other. Now, I don&#39;t dislike drinking, but I am not a huge drinker by any stretch of the imagination. But hey, I wanted to impress her. She was cute, and she seemed into me. I tell her that I have a huge bottle of vodka waiting back at my house, and she says &quot;Well, let&#39;s go drink it then.&quot;  So we get back, and I turn on some music. We flirt for a bit, then get to the vodka. She does about two or three shots, then says she can&#39;t do anymore. I proceed to do about 9 vodka shots in about 10 minutes. At first, I feel fine. We move into my bedroom and start making out. Then I feel it. I&#39;m about to throw up on this girl. I excuse myself to the bathroom, dry heave a bit, and come back out. She asks worriedly if everything was okay, and I assure her it is. We go back to making out again. Soon, it happens again. I&#39;m about throw up. I run back to the bathroom  Well, I must have passed out. I come out of the bathroom some time later and she&#39;s sitting on my bed, looking very pissed off. I try to apologize, tell her she should stay. Then I feel the vomit coming up again, but manage to swallow. I&#39;m barely standing at this point. I mumble softly &quot;Maybe...maybe we should call it a night.&quot;  She stands up, very disgusted. I tell her &quot;I&#39;m a gentleman, let me walk you to the door.&quot; But I can&#39;t walk, so I crawl next to her to the door. I keep asking &quot;DO YOU LIKE ME? DO YOU?&quot; She walks out of my house and tells me not to bother calling her again. I pass out in the doorway. Well, next morning I get up, and realize: I&#39;m not wearing any pants. I must&#39;ve lost them on one of my bathroom trips the night before, meaning I likely came out of the bathroom not wearing pants. How bold of me. And that...was my worst date ever. 5.) From detweilerTJ: Ran a red light in front of a cop, hid in a coffee shop parking lot for and hour. Never talked to her again. 6.) From 1_2_chachacha: Once I started crying mid-first-kiss. I had recently had my heart broken &amp; even though it was a few months later, and the new guy seemed really nice, I guess I wasn&#39;t ready to date yet. Embarrassing, but he was really sweet about it....before never calling me back ever again. I have to say though, I don&#39;t blame him! 7.) From thad_tiger_thad: I hooked up with a friend of a friend after I met her in a bar. About a week later I ask her if she&#39;d like to go to dinner with me. I lived pretty far away from her, but she was willing to come out. Since she drove so far I wanted to make it a really nice date and picked a French restaurant near my place. We sit down and look over the menu, I order steaks for the both of us with a bottle of wine. Waiter asks to see my ID (I&#39;m 23) and I reach for my wallet. Gone. Not there. I just ordered a $100 dinner for two and I left my wallet on my dresser because I was too worry about what shirt to wear. F**k.  She actually laughed it off and said it&#39;s no big deal and said she&#39;d pick up the check as I profusely apologized and promised to reimburse her immediately. We eat, go back to my place, and hook up. She had to leave that night because she had something to do in the morning. I didn&#39;t have $100 in cash laying around so I wrote her a check. She didn&#39;t want to take it, but I insisted. She thanked me and left. Night salvaged, right?  She never answered any of my texts or calls. Under the &quot;For:&quot; section of the check, I had written &quot;SEX&quot;. Never cashed it. Goddamn my sense of humor. 8.) From msb4464: We go out twice, everything is nice. He asks if I want to impromptu meet up for drinks. I haven&#39;t shaved my legs or anything else in weeks-months but have a waxing appointment the next day. He invites me back to his place for dessert. I stupidly think this man is about to seriously give me a delicious cupcake. 30 minutes later when he starts trying to undress me I awkwardly say, &quot;I can&#39;t have sex with you tonight I&#39;m super hairy.&quot; Then leave, and never hear from him again. 9.) From sexghosts: Well first I got nervous so I ate a whole block of cheese- bad idea #1 10.) From jonSF: Before the date started, my friend texted me about going to dinner later that night. Then, the girl (my date) and I were texting before meeting about our timing. Then, I met the girl for the date and she was kinda droning on and on about her family and how she wants to distance herself from their lifestyle and such - this went on for about an hour and I was totally sick of hearing about it.  She got up to go to the bathroom, and so I texted my friend &quot;get me out of here, where are we meeting for dinner?&quot; and he didn&#39;t reply, so after 2 mins or so, I texted him again and said &quot;dude, this girl is not for me, let&#39;s get food!&quot; Then, the date is walking back from the bathroom and I can see her reach in her purse for her phone, stop walking, read something on her phone, and then finish her walk back to our table with tears in her eyes. Yes, I was texting her and not my friend! What a loser I am. 11.) From nomorebuble: Gave her an M&amp;M. Her face swelled up a lot. They were peanut M&amp;Ms. She was allergic to peanuts. Severely so, the doctor said. 12.) From loopgru: We went on a hike together, and it quickly became apparent that we were very different sorts of hikers- I like to kind of meander, look at trees and mountains, watch my dog dart around the trail, etc. She was much more goal oriented, wanted to run up the trail and it quickly became apparent that she was unhappy going more slowly. I told her to run on ahead and have fun, I&#39;d meet her on the way back down. Off she went. ...and somehow we missed each other on the trail. To this day I have no idea how, but whatever the case, I got all the way to the top, didn&#39;t see her, waited for a bit, and started back down.  Then, the sun descended as I was picking my way down the eastern slope of this mountain. We were far enough from civilization that there was no ambient light. It was, in short, pitch black. So, there I am picking my way down this trail, feeling my way ahead of me with my toes, finally spider crawling down the trail to give myself more points of contact on the ground and minimize the chances of falling to my doom.  ...and suddenly, up ahead on the trail, I hear crying. There was my intrepid date, bawling, curled up in a ball on the trail, preparing to sleep on the trail, absolutely sure that I&#39;d been carried off by hill folk or killed by an extraordinarily ambitious mountain lion. After a couple of minutes of &quot;no, I&#39;m not dead,&quot; &quot;how in the heck did you get past me,&quot; and &quot;yep, sure is dark,&quot; I took the lead, continuing my crawl down the trail with her following me thanks in large part to the white T-shirt I was wearing. After an interminable amount of time, we finally got all the way back down to the truck. We stopped at a pub afterward and had a beer, then proceeded to never speak again. 13.) From cousin_maeby: I was late. Mentioned ex-boyfriends. Repeatedly. Told him about that one time I cut class in college in order to finish reading Invisible Monsters at the Starbucks near school and how I was crying in public afterwards because &quot;Chuck Palahniuk just speaks to me.&quot; I asked for the bill out of the blue without asking him if it we were done (it seemed a bit rude in retrospect) and I could see that he was emasculated when our server handed the check to me. We split the bill and there was a weird goodbye hug/kiss on the cheek when he walked me to my car.  Also, I was severely underdressed in a tank top and jeans and he was dressed in business casual. He came from work, but still... Add that to the awkwardness that ensued after we realized the usually-packed restaurant was empty save for us two. And when he texted me afterwards saying, &quot;Next time I&#39;m footing the bill&quot; all I said was &ldquo;Yah hahahahahaha OK.&quot; The best part? This was earlier this year (I&#39;m 23) and I haven&#39;t gotten any better at dates. 14.) From areyouangryyet: Coolest, most attractive kid in school asks me to senior prom, obviously I agree. He&#39;s having a party at his house afterwards. We go I prom. It&#39;s a total fairy tale, everyone&#39;s staring, oohing and awwwing, etc. we get back to his house and start drinking and next thing I know I&#39;ve had 12 shots and counting. We go back to his room where I proceed to pass out and puke all over him, his bed, his floor, the aquarium, and his jacket I was wearing. My brother had to come pick me up. Never spoke to the kid again 15.) From kitkatbay: It was going fine until he walked me to my car and said &quot;So am I going to get some sugar?&quot;. I fear the ensuing five minutes of laughter may have crushed his spirit. 16.) From Ayavaron: When I first started using OKcupid, for some reason, I thought it&#39;d be a good idea to book two dates on the same day. (I don&#39;t know why I thought that would be a good idea.) At the beginning of the second date, the girl asked me &quot;So how&#39;s your day been?&quot; and I told her &quot;I went on a date earlier. It was pretty okay.&quot; She got really mad at me for that one. 17.) From jkonine: At the movies with my girlfriend, and I have to take a piss. Coming back from the bathroom, I accidentally sit next to the wrong girl(im on her left), put my arm around her back and she screams. Everyone in the theater turns to look at me. Girlfriend was not amused. 

The only thing worse than going on a bad date is knowing that you&#39;re the reason the date went so badly in the first place. Because while you can delete someone else&#39;s number, you can&#39;t break up with yourself. The best you can...