I went out a few times with this chick Robin from my office. She was fun and hot, but she always seemed concerned about what label I was wearing or when I was going to buy a better watch.

For our third date I planned to take her dancing. On the way to the club I stopped at a light and she suddenly ducked down her head. I asked "what the hell are you doing?" She said "my friends are lined up at that club, I don't want them to see me in your cheap car."

I drive a new Toyota RAV4.. what a bitch!

When we got to the club I said I had to go to the washroom and left.

I got really hammered on my first date with this guy. The next day he sent me a text reminding me of what I did... I didn't remember any of it. He said i was chugging vodka in the parking lot, gave my phone number to a married man, started a food fight, and passed out at the bar. He also said he wasn't interested in going out again.

How could he not consider that a good first date???

I had been flirting with this new girl at work for several weeks. I took her out for lunch several times, and made it very clear I was interested being more than colleagues.

She said that she would think about it but needed more time. I figured I would keep after her and invited her for dinner and a movie... same response.

Finally I invited her out to a nightclub figuring I could move things along if I got a few drinks into her and got her on the dance floor.

Things were going well and after a few songs I went to buy us a couple more drinks. When I came back she was making out with another chick! I thought it was hot... but then when I tried to talk to her she said "yes, I'm a lesbian alright, and I'm going to stick with it."