For some dating is an important thing in life. And it doesn’t matter if you consider yourself a dating guru or if you agree to go out once in a blue moon. I guess the very fact of it makes us all feel pretty much the same: jitters and excitement before the date or total disappointment afterwards. Let’s agree that beautiful and promising date stories should be left to be discussed with your best friends. But where to put the distress and disbelieve that was brought by these other awful dates?
This time, for this particular reason, Reddit asked its community to share the pettiest reasons why its users refused to give a second chance to their date. People opened their hearts and gave some interesting, never heard answers, as well as common reasons that we all probably encountered through our dating experience.
Can you relate to any of these situations? Or maybe you have an even better story of why you couldn’t say “yes” to a second date? Share your thoughts and "best" experiences in the comments!
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She was a volunteer at the Zoo and when kids asked her questions she didn’t know the answer to, she would make something up and lie.
Growing up on zoobooks and Steve Irwin, I take animal facts very seriously.
He was wearing a hideous brown fake leather jacket, it was so old that the ‘leather’ had started to flake off and parts were just now canvas.
He kept stopping to look at himself in windows and saying ‘oh god I look so hot today’ ‘I just can’t believe how hot I look’ smoothing down his manky jacket, side eyeing me, expecting me to agree with him.
I left so he could be alone with his jacket.
She didn't know that foxes were real animals. She thought they were mythical and just in movies.
A very attractive, fun, smart woman asked me if I wanted to go get ice cream with her. I turned her down but I guess in a way that she felt was flirty, so she kept asking. And finally I had to tell her I was turning her down because she had both my mother's first and last name. She laughed a lot and agreed we couldn't date.
Her complete inability to follow the plot of a movie.
“Where’d he come from?”
“Why’d she do that?”
“Who is he again?”
I just couldn’t.
My mom stopped dating a guy because he unfastened and refastened the velcro on his shoes throughout an entire movie.
On the first and only date - she chewed her food with her mouth open - it was so distracting I couldn’t bear it.
Went on a first date to the movies. This f@#%!g guy...instead of picking up his drink and lifting the straw to his mouth, he would put his hands on his knees, keeping his eyes on the screen, and lean over to the drink and ‘hunt’ for the straw with his face and his mouth contorted sideways trying to land on the straw. Weirdest s#@t ever.
He didn’t re-rack his weights. I will never, for the life of me, understand why people don’t return/re-rack their weights.
I couldn't date a guy because my brother pointed out that he looks EXACTLY like my uncle. I couldn't unsee it because it was absolutely true.
During s*x, she would close her eyes and frown in concentration. Once my brain made the connection that she looked like Sam the Eagle from the Muppets, it was over for me.
He stared at me blankly when I said the word "republican" when describing one of my family members. I followed up and sure enough, he literally had no idea what the word republican meant and didn't know about our largely two-party system. He was in his late 20's. If you're not into politics, that's one thing, but he had managed to live nearly three decades in our country without knowing basic information about our political system. My brain could not comprehend and I worried about what other basic information he had managed to avoid was. 'Twas a hard no on my end.
She kept using the word "Redonkulous" in normal conversation. I felt my soul dying every time I heard it.
When I found out that he thought lemons were unripened oranges.
I went out on a few dates with a guy that I had been really into for months. I was starting to realize he wasnt the brightest bulb in the room. Then one day he said he liked watching commercials on TV and that was that.
Not me, but someone refusing to date me because, “it’s weird you don’t have Instagram.”
His name was Mario and he was a plumber. I just couldn't.
She would insist on a job interview level of formality whenever we talked.
For those asking for examples, the first time I asked her to my place went like this:
Me: So do you want to take this back to my place?
Her: Is this an invitation for intercourse?
Me: ... yes... it is...
Her: Please ask again properly please.
He would call me his "beautiful angle". He really didn't know how to spell angel so for 5 months I put up with being an angle.
Also dated a guy who wanted to put a singlewide trailer on his parent's front lawn and thought I was unreasonable for not wanting to move in with him once he did so.
She was super hot, but she smelled. I dunno if she didn't shower or use deodorant, but she just smelled funky. I couldn't do it. My best girl friend at the time was like, "just tell her". How do you tell a girl you've known for a few weeks that she smells bad?!?! So I just stopped talking to her. Brilliant.
All The Words In Every Text He Sent Were Capitalised. Trust Me, It Got ANNOYING.
Everytime I touched her, I would smell of egg. Like holding hands, egg.. Hug her, my shirt would smell of egg.
Strangest bit was, she didn't smell like that whatsoever.
Also, when I broke it off, the egg smelling stopped. So IDK.
He was awful in a trivia game we were playing. I mean, really bad, like it was his first day pretending to be a human on Earth and the aliens hadn’t briefed him sufficiently.
One word replies, literally no effort at all, felt like I was writing a monologue.
Every time I took a bite of food he asked me a question, after which he stared at me while I finished chewing. The date went on like this for an hour, he had a supernatural sense of poor timing.
He wore a Bluetooth piece in his ear. The constant blue light blinking from the side of his head was too much for me. Another guy would text “dame” instead of “damn”. It wasn’t a typo either, it was every time.
They did that thing where they inflect their voice upwards at the end of everything they say as if it were a question.
After about 10 minutes talking to them I was completely done.
I was the receiver of the petty reason, not the giver. When I was in college, a girl wouldn't go on a second date with me because my dorm room was too clean.
(edit to add: what I got told by a mutual friend was that because my room was clean, it had to mean that I was gay so she wouldn't date me).
He tried to say what I was saying... as in at the same time. He started mouthing it and then slowly including more and more voice. I would stop talking and start again.... he mimicked the whole time.
He said he'd do a full health check on any pets I had. I was pretty peeved at the implication that I might not be caring for them. Also, he wasn't a vet.
She kept using the chick emoji when she texted and said "hewwo" instead of hello. Her face resembled a chick as well. And I couldn't unsee that.
She lived across the bridge and i hate going across the bridge.
Edit. Didnt expect this to blow up. Its the bay bridge in the SF area. I live in oakland. For me to date a girl in the city itll take me an hour to get there an hour home. All of this after working all day. Just not some id want to do unless i was super into someone, whoch ironically id never know since, the bridge. TBH it wouldn't have been fair to her either.
Side note more than a decade later im married to a girl from the other side of the bridge so you could say "i got over it".
He was VERY allergic to peanuts. I eat peanut butter toast nearly every day and I just didn’t want to give that up.
Everything was going great, thought she was an amazing girl and we'd been seeing each other for two months. Go to her house for the first time and it was a little messy, but nothing to write home about. Then I go to the bathroom and put up the toilet seat... I don't think she'd ever cleaned the bottom of the toilet seat given how disgusting it was. From then on, the only thing I could think about when talking or being with her was that disgusting toilet seat.
She once wanted a burger without chips. I wanted one with chips. She ate all of my chips. Her reason was that because I wasn't eating my chips because I didn't want them. I asked her if I didn't want then why did I order them?
Not me, but someone I worked with refused to date this very handsome, successful and kind man because “he has too many things in his pockets”.
A guy on a dating app said he wouldn’t date me because I didn’t like oysters.
I had to explain everything to a girl. Everything.
I still don‘t know if she was exceptional stupid or tried to keep the conversation going and was just really bad at it.
Do you remember the guy who acted like he didn‘t know what a potato was? Texting with her was exactly like that.