When I was 18-19 I met a friend of a friend and although I thought he was weird I got to know him through us all hanging out together and he seemed harmless enough. We talked back and forth (half-heartedly on my part) and he asked if I wanted to hang out.

I meet him in town at the agreed time and location and he is super grumpy. I have no idea why. He doesn't really say much just walks into the nearest restaurant and asks for a table for two.

As soon as we sit down in the restaurant he slumps in his chair, gets out his phone and stares intently at the screen. For the ENTIRE meal. Occaionally muttering something about updates but other than that, not talking to me and completely ignoring my extistence. Even when I try to make small talk with him.

I thought about getting up and leaving but damn it I was hungry and he was buying so....shrug

We finish the meal, he pays, never looking up at me or talking. We leave the restaurant and as his bus stop was on my way home I ended up walking him there. He began some hostile conversation and I can't remember how it came up but I said that my parents were out of town for a couple of days. His reply "so why am I buying you lunch when I could be fucking you on your desk".....

I said nothing and immediately walked away leaving him at the bus stop. Needless to say I never spoke to him again.

For context: I had never had sex or even gone on a date before, nor had I ever flirted with this dude to make him think I was interested in being more than friends. Also this is my first ever post on reddit so sorry for any faux pas!

This is mine.

A couple years ago, I agreed to go on a date with an older man. I was in my mid 30's, he was in his mid 50's. I was hoping he would be refreshingly mature. We met at a local lake and started talking. He started telling me how tough he was and went on to share a bunch of tough guy stories. I'm not into macho guys, so the date is pretty much over in my mind. He tells me about how he recently bullied a 70 year old at the gym and is laughing wildly. As he's laughing, I hear him fart. Brushed it off, accidents happen. He continues telling me his dumb stories, laughing and farting several times. I finally interrupt and tell him it's time for me to go. He walks me to my car and goes in for a kiss. I quickly turn my head and he gets my cheek. I never spoke to him again.

It can be yours, or someone's whom you attended; I just love hearing them TBH.