It seemed he was desperate for me to A) ask who this mystery girl was; B) say nasty things about her in return.I got the sense that he was trying to instigate some sort of catfight to feed his ego, and I wasn’t going to play into it, so I changed the subject.
To this day, he ends almost every conversation with ’thank you for not mentioning that to my wife.’" “Recently, I was talking with a girl who appeared to be a great match. After messaging back and forth for some time, she went silent and stopped responding.
Then, out of the blue, she resurfaced and asked me if I’d like to meet up that day. ’ (because I keep agreeing to dates with weirdos like you.) When the date ended and we stood up to leave, he of course ended with the classic, disappointed question: ’Oh.
"Because it was still fairly early, we decided to visit his neighborhood bar.
As we were walking in, he turned to me and said that he’d asked one of my former classmates about me before our date, adding, ‘Well, let’s just say that I was expecting a "At this point, it was pretty clear that he was attempting to play some type of ridiculous mind game with me.
Dating apps have given us unprecedented access to every nut job, borderline sociopath, and bunny boiler in Chicago, and having a nightmarish experience has become some sort of twisted rite of passage. We asked a handful of Chicagoans to share their worst online dating stories, and we were not disappointed.
“I’d matched with this guy on Tinder and we quickly discovered that we had a bunch of acquaintances in common, including some high school classmates and old coworkers.After chatting for a couple of weeks, we decided to meet up at a bar.Everything was going really well, until he got a few drinks in him and he began telling me obviously fake or exaggerated stories about how wealthy and successful he is, which was a huge turnoff.After 15 minutes of being ignored, I decided to leave.I stopped to bum a cigarette on my way out and overheard a group of older men who were smoking nearby talking about my date. "As I turned to walk away, he stumbled out of the bar after me -- quite obviously sloppy to the point of nearly blacking out.I had recently returned from a trip to London and I was telling her about it and about my plans to move there, to which she responded: ‘Do you speak any other languages? You know the type -- jumps around from topic to topic with little to no segue.