When You’re 90% Sure Your Date Is Gay

Okay, so clearly the title of this post is self-explanatory. Last week, I was taken out by a guy with a very questionable sexual preference.

I saw 3 main signs that he was gay:

(1) He spoke like he was flaming when he told stories (One of which included him turning down a girl’s propositions for sex)

(2) He made WAY too much effort to tell me about all the “hot model-types” he gets with

(3) He works in the Fashion Industry

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Oh God, Let Me Choke On My Chicken So I Don’t Have To Withstand Another Minute Of This Date

A couple months ago, I went on a first date with a guy that I met online. (I’ve called him Bill in another post, “Jen, I Hate Your Red Hair”… “Jerk, I Hate Your Black Soul”.) As we chatted over appetizers, I asked the question I always ask guys I’ve met from POF: So tell me your most horrifying online dating experience.

He proceeded to tell me about a girl (or should I say woman) he met after sending messages back and forth. She had asked him to meet her at her apartment (which is never a good sign) one night after work. When he got there, a heavyset woman in her thirties answered the door.

“Hi, I’m looking for Gina,” Bill said.

“Hey, it’s me,” the woman replied.

They talked on her couch for an hour, and then Bill said he had to head out.

“Why are you leaving?” she asked.

“Well, to be honest with you, you’re a lot older and heavier than you were in the pictures you put up in your profile,” Bill said. “Don’t you think you were deceptive by putting up old pictures?”

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