I have to admit that I have never really had a bad date! The worst story that I have ever heard is worth sharing though!
A friend was telling me that one night all of his buddies were sitting around at their usual poker night on a Friday talking about girls they had met on Match.com. They convinced their friend to join, since he was single and looking, but the kid was apprehensive. A few Fridays later, this kid came in, on top of the world that he had met the most amazing girl on the site and that they were all going to die when they saw her. They warned him, since he hadn’t actually “met” her yet, that it could turn bad if she wasn’t being honest, but he gloated and rubbed it in their faces that she really was gorgeous like a cover girl, funny, intelligent, etc. Well, the next Friday, he shared their date: He shows up at a bar to meet here (one where he goes regularly). She walks in and she is everything that she claimed. Gorgeous. Great figure. Put together well. A vision. She smiles and he sighs in relief. She sits down next to him, pulls out her flask (!), swigs it, burps, gets a panicked look on her face and projectile vomits all over herself, the bar and his feet. She instantly gets tears in her eyes, throws her hand over her mouth and runs to the bathroom. He exits stage left in two seconds flat.
Oh my…