I knew nothing about him other than his name and the fact that he was 16 years my senior. It ended up being the shortest dinner date in history — a total of 22 minutes, mostly consisting of him making outdated pop culture references in an attempt to relate to me.Every time I tried to steer the conversation towards his interests or some kind of mutual ground, he would come out with questions like "So what's your favorite show on MTV?Then, I got an e-mail from him: not a single word, just a photo of his penis.—Diana, NJMy date told me he wanted to take me to a restaurant out in a ritzy town that was pretty far from where I live. He said he would love to cuddle and give me a full-body massage. He figured I'd just stay home and pop out some kids. He spent 10 minutes telling me about all the times his 7-year-old daughter had vomited recently. He said he just suggested the restaurant as a meet-up spot, and he took me to the cheap side-street cafe.
I cut the date short, declined a second date, and thought I was in the clear when I didn't hear from him for a couple of days. I was asked to a house party that turned out to be his four female roommates and friend siting around in a circle. On our first date, one guy asked me to meet him in front of a luxurious restaurant.After a bad breakup, I let my mom set me up with the son of one of her friends.He looked normal enough, and I agreed to go on a date with him.We met for drinks, and things were really going well.