I don't know about you but I love a good read up on whats happening in other peoples lives. I have had a few dating disasters where I thought you can have a good laugh. I haven't had any luck recently with guys, and I have only been on a couple of dates, but enough to keep us all entertained.


Rewind to April this year...

I broke up with my ex fiance. I wasn't very happy, it's a long complicated story, so I won't bore you with the details. I broke up with him and felt so much freedom. I wanted to get myself out there and have fun after dedicating 2 and a half years of my life to this man I wasn't completely happy with.

I thought it was a great idea to sign up to the dating app, tinder. If you haven't heard of it, it's where you swipe left or right. I think that explains it all, however I didn't know the app was used more for hooking up. I started talking to this guy for a little while, I can't remember how long we were talking to each other for, but I think that lasted 3 weeks.
So here's the story, lets call him Todd.





The few dates with Todd...

We were talking on tinder, and I remember Todd telling me he was after sex. I made it very clear to him I wasn't that sort of gal who slept around and that he was wasting his time talking to me. He insisted he wanted to get to know me, so we carried on talking. He could only dedicate literally 5 minutes of his day to me over text. Why I made the effort with him I do not know.

I lied to my parents but told my Aunt my plans to meeting this guy. I told my parents I was going out with some girlfriends up the road clubbing, when really I was getting the train to go to London Liverpool Street to meet Todd for a date. I live in a small town so going to London took me about an hour in total to get there. I was crazy...I know. He didn't live in London, he worked there so it was easier for him if I went up and met him there.

My Aunt thought my Mum knew about the date and told her everything. I was in a lot of trouble for lying to my parents, but after a few days... or more, it all settled down.

Fortunately, I don't remember much about the dates we went on, but he seemed to be an okay guy at the time. He came across to be a gentlemen, but then again they always do. That's one thing I have learnt with this whole experience, don't be fooled, they eventually show their true colours. Anyways, on one date we ate at this pizza place and I asked him to cut my pizza for me because I was worried I was going to make a complete tit of myself. I am very clumsy so I was worried my pizza would fly off my plate or something if I was to do it myself.

On another date I was perfectly happy with going to McDonald's but he wouldn't have it. He wanted to go somewhere nice, so we went to a fish & chip restaurant and it was so lovely. Very retro looking. At the end of the meal we got up to leave, and I tried to 'open' the door to get out, thinking it was rather heavy to open. As I'm struggling getting no help from Todd, I then see a couple walk in right next to me...turned out the door was already open. It was wedged open and I looked like a complete idiot. I laughed because I found it rather amusing. Todd however didn't look so happy and I never felt so embarrassed.

3 dates later I get home and he messages me...

He said he was getting impatient.
So in other words he wanted sex and I told him how it was, that he either waited or he can walk away. He decided to walk away, which was honestly no surprise from how he was from day one.




A month later...

I then start talking to this other guy. I'm going to call him Jeff. He was so lovely, a few years older than me, we spoke every day and had so much banter over text. He drove and very kindly met up with me just up the road from me each time we had a date. I thought he was a gent, and I laughed so much when we spoke. We dated for a month and our birthdays were just days apart.

On our first date we went to a restaurant where I just had salad, I think it was a Caribbean restaurant, I'm not very adventurous when it comes to food. I was so so nervous I didn't know what to talk about. In fact I was more worried I was going to have green salad stuck in my teeth.

On another date we went to the cinema to watch the new Jurassic World. I remember stupidly swirling my straw in my coke glass as if I would with a vodka and coke, it fizzed up and went all down me. Embarrassing!! I tried to laugh it off. I told you I'm very clumsy.

A third date I took the train up to him, and we went to Wetherspoons for a few drinks. Wetherspoons is a chain pub, cheap enough too, which is why it's my favourite.
That was pretty chilled but for some reason I was still so nervous. I really liked him and I didn't want to make a fool out of myself, when actually I was doing a great job at that. I remember embarrassing myself by drinking my strongbow. You know those tall strongbow glasses? I was agreeing to whatever it was he was saying whilst drinking and made this weird noise in the glass, I laughed and kinda spat my drink back into the glass. He saw it all!

Another date we went to a bar where they opened up a dance floor later on in the night, that was pretty cool. We didn't do that may I add, we went for food instead. He knew about my social anxiety so he asked if I was alright where we were, so that was nice of him before we moved on to grabbing some pizza to finish the evening.

Our last and final date...
He took me just down the road from me to sit by the water with a flask of tea. We both loved tea so I was happy. We were chatting for an hour, the time flew by, but it was chilled and a lovely, warm evening. That's when it all went wrong...

I saw his phone light up and a tinder message appear on his phone. He quickly grabbed his phone, read the message and put his phone back down on the bench table we were sat at, with the screen facing down. About 10 minutes later he then comes out with...
"I think we should be friends"

I'm not kidding you, he was coming out with a million excuses to why. First it was the distance thing, he only lived up the road. Then it was, he wanted to focus on work and trying to build his own business. I can't remember the rest of the excuses, but there were loads.

He had to drive me back home which was the most awkward 10 minute journey and that was the end of that.



So there were my dating disasters. Let me know yours down below if you have any?