Let's take it back now ya'll with a trip down memory lane for one of TV's most awkward dates (which still lives on forever thanks to gifs) on The Hills. Remember that time Audrina went out with that shaggy-haired guy who got like 30 text messages and random phone calls during their date. If not, let us refresh your memory:
Let this be a reminder that bad dates happen to good people all the time. And though they are incredibly awkward, embarrassing, or just awful, they make hilarious stories we can all (mostly) related to.
With that in mind, we asked ladies who've been there, lived through that to share the worst date they've ever been on—ever.
"The worst date I went on wasn't because the guy messed up, it was because I got so violently sick. It was our first date, and I must have eaten something earlier in the day that gave me food poisoning. I ran to the bathroom and spent a while vomiting. When I came back out, my hair was a mess and I was so pale. I also smelled like vomit. It was so embarrassing. At that point, he was relieved to see me; I think he thought I ditched him or something. I told him what happened and he said it was no problem and drove me home. We were silent the whole car ride. I was pretty nauseous and not really in the mood for conversation. I thought he'd never speak to me again, but he texted me when he got home to make sure I was okay and asked me how I was feeling. Two days later, we redid our first date and it went really well. We dated for three months after that." —Elsie S., 31
"On our first date, my now-husband showed up late and drunk! Two no-nos. He came into the restaurant about 40 minutes past the time we were supposed to meet and smelled like tequila. His face was flushed and his eyes were droopy. We could barely hold a conversation because he couldn't keep his eyes open. When he asked me what I did for a living, I told him I was a nurse and he thought I said that I worked at a nursing home—so he was asking me questions about old people. Since he was so wasted, I ordered three shots and tried to catch up. I wasn’t quite on his level, but I was definitely drunk and stopped caring about how terrible the date was. Though the date was terrible, we ended up sleeping together that night. I woke up the next morning in his apartment and I swear he was so confused as to who I was. He remembered like 20 percent of the night. He apologized and we went on our second date that night. We have been inseparable since. He explained that he was so hammered because he was drinking with clients all day at work to impress them. We've been married for five years and laugh about that date. He has never been as drunk as he was that first date." —Rosalva W., 34
"On my second date with this guy, we had dinner and went out for a drink at a fancy bar. When we left the bar, I went to get into his car and started giving him directions back to my place. That's when he told me that I should really come back to his place with him. I declined because I wasn't ready to sleep with him yet. When I told him no, he said, 'If you don't come home with me, I'll never talk to you again.' It was shocking how aggressive he was. And it sucked because I actually liked him and thought he was a nice guy. He complimented me throughout the night and even paid for my dinner. I literally told him to go f—k himself. He told me to get out of the car and left me stranded in the middle of the parking lot, like 30 minutes away from home. I had to Google a taxi service to pick me up. I'm glad he showed his true colors, though." —Ashley V., 26
"I was on a date with this guy I met online. He wasn’t as attractive in real life as his photos were and we didn't seem to have a lot in common once the conversation got going. When he started talking about sports, I told him I don’t follow any teams so he changed the subject to the election. He was a Trump supporter and I was not. I voiced my opinions about how I think Trump is a narcissistic idiot and he told me that Hillary was a liar and a puppet. It turned into a 20-minute fight over dinner. He started taking personal jabs at me saying I didn’t know what I was talking about because I didn’t go to an Ivy League school. I called him a douchebag. After the waiter cleared out plates, he said he had to go to the bathroom and then he never came back. I asked the server to check the bathroom and he wasn't there. I had to pay for the $250 dinner and drinks myself. I texted him to pay me back but he never responded. He dined and dashed and ghosted me!" —Lauren D., 31
“I was on my fourth date with this guy, and things were going well. He seemed like a gentleman, took me out to nice restaurants, and always paid. He actually appeared to be ready to be in a relationship with me. That night, he told me to come over to his place so he could cook for me. I go to his tiny New York City apartment, and he made me an amazing meal. After dinner, we started making out and taking our clothes off. All of a sudden he pulled away and told me that he had something to confess. I had no idea what he was going to say. He looked me in the eyes and told me that he's married. His wife and kids live in New Hampshire, and this is where he stays when he works during the week and some weekends. I started laughing because I thought he was kidding. He didn’t seem like he was a married man or a dad. He told me he was serious and showed me pictures of his family. He was hoping that I would be his girlfriend in NYC. I immediately put my clothes on and left. I deleted his number and never saw him again.” —Christine O., 31
“I went out for drinks with this guy on our first date, and we ordered a bottle of champagne. It was a good time: We had a lot in common and the conversation was flowing. On date two, he picked a French restaurant where everything on the menu is at least $50. It wasn't really my kind of place, but I said okay because I liked him. The date went really well; the conversation was intimate and I felt like I could talk to him about personal things. He even ordered for me because I didn’t speak French or know what to get. We shared some dishes and had a bottle of champagne. When the bill came, he pushed it toward me and said, 'You’ll get this one, right?' I really didn't expect that. Then, he said, 'I paid for our first date. I figured we’d alternate?' Then I said, 'But you picked this place?' And he shrugged it off. I was completely turned off by him in that moment. It was like he used me to pay for this fancy dinner. I agreed to pay for half and he was not thrilled. He told me that it wasn’t nice of me to make him pay. Seriously, I think he is delusional. Once the bill was paid, I put my jacket on and left without saying goodbye. Good luck to him, really.” —Joelle P., 37